She buys her emotions second-hand
from Mills & Boon
while her orgasms come in kit-form
from hollywood.
She plays at writing poetry because,
“it’s cool”.
Screws the brains out of her friend’s son
because she’s bored.
Likes tweed skirts and leather jackets
with zip fasteners.
Paints her long fingernails jet black
and her smile red.
Comes back now and then just to kick
the corpse of our relationship.
Even though she knows she won’t get
a rise out of that dead horse.
But it makes her feel better
to kick something
and the dog is hidden
under the unused bed.
Safest place in the house!
A contest entry
- Screw The Roses, Send Me The Thorns! by Beautiful-Mistake.
700 points, ended January 16, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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FANTASTIC
I really liked this one, A little laugh here and there.
Have known some woman like this. The poor man.
Well done!
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cool
I enjoy writes that are different. This one certainly is, your imagination is king in this one.
Comes back now and then just to kick
the corpse of our relationship.
A stanza I can relate to, Great flow in a creative poem
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wow. She sounds like quite a nasty little piece of work, lol... 'and the dog is hidden
under the unused bed'
Safest place in the house!'
that stings...but you've written it/her perfectly. Great characterisation. Great emotion. Well done
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Wow. This hits hard. Excellent expression in this wonderful poem. It is raw and 'nasty' and right down to the dog gone good! A pleasure to read and enjoy. Well done. ~Pamela
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Great images of alienation and pain.
Best of luck in the contest.
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Whoa, this is a ring a ding dong of characterization, second-hand emotions is an excellent phrase and perfect for portraying how it's possible to try and feel what she's looking for albeit vicariously. Ahh, her orgasms in kit form from Hollywood made me smile, where has love gone when some women need batteries and some men need car kits. Maybe you paint the original desparate housewife and the pathos of the desolate husband. Striking imagery in this thought provoking poem dearest poet.
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