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girl turned sawdust

i can't even stand the
sound of you
breathing
next to me as i lay in
your bed.

your mind
(one soiled by years of catholic school
and cocaine)
thrives on oppressing,
domination is your ultimate
wet dream;
i recognize your
intoxicated grimace
as you edge in
to attack

hips are just bones
lips are but skin
sensation will numb
as i remove mind
from body

your voice
vomits out an insecure
i love you
as the capillaries in your eyes
burst into rouge spider webs,
reminiscent of your drug binge among
the sterile-white tiles in
the bathroom i locked myself in,
desperate for asylum.

there's a peculiar
satisfaction in
knowing that i'll
always
hate you.

Author notes

umm... be nice? or not?
Written December 4th, 2005

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  • SerenityNChains gold member
    November 4, 2008

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    A very strong write that leaves a bitter taste in the readers mind. Wow is about all I can conjure.

    Serene


  • Symphony
    October 1, 2008
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    Something like this, written from the heart, comments shoudl always be nice to because regardless of what we think of how you wrote it, or the content, it's matter that is personal to you and to you alone, and who are we to critise it.

    For me, I too [as someone else below said], would be left wondering why you stay if you hate - however I know not the circumstances.


  • trekkergirl
    September 30, 2008
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    hummm.... if you hate him why stay? I like the poem but you have a choice here stay or leave.


  • N e a r
    April 22, 2008

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    That's a knife to the throat... This poem is intoxicating.. Your words are stunning. Every line down to every syllable.. it is filled to the brim with emotional torment and anger... The emotions in here are really pushing through... As the reader, I can see everything vividly... this is one hell of a write. Thanks for your entry.


  • Cat10
    April 22, 2008

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    nice write! just one question, what all do you mean by the line that you put in prentices " (one soiled by years of catholic school
    and cocaine)" just wondering, that's all lol, good job though and good luck in all of your contests


  • Phed
    February 17, 2006
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    Yet again i'm amazed at your poetry. This is another beauty. Well done! I like your use of free verse.
    Is the first word of the 4th stanza not supposed to be your... not you?

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