the clock's jeer

   stop conducting an orchestra of pleasure
across my heart strings, miss hindley
     stop putting it in my mouth;    putting words in my mouth to narrate your arousal
   such hoarse choruses to those blind to such beauty ;
           its reserved for cracked dolls of time and lost attics


i'm like a broken record i can't stop skipping
and frolicking in the land of the twist, because of you
    stop leading me to those youthful, spurting fields of grounded lives, miss hindley
             the grass is poisonous; or so i heard from the wallowing snake whose venom
  could not compensate its glory


i'm seeping all woman now, probably because of you
        and those tapes of yours. you like to relive your iron grips
with fleshy vices of ivory pinching my thighs ; not too hard, miss hindley
you might make me bleed again.                    i might like to bleed again.


harder, miss hindley!
     make me beg for the light.
                  make me writhe against  the night.
                                let me tremble to my thundering temples for you.
          stop reading my thoughts,      miss hindley.
i know you're there, i can see you in the reflection
       of my clock;      it needs its batteries changed.
     
           



          

Reviews

[Pól]

I 'm not sure if i,m reading this properly but i think you are exploring this theme from a fresh perspective. This is a brilliant piece of work which you should be very proud of. I suspect the theme of being unable to turn off is also reflecting a writer so full of creative thought that she cannot relax. I once saw a ray lamontagne documentary. He is just like that when he is writing songs- it was liKe he was possesed and could only be exorcised by completing the composition. You have that type of genius.

[Dale Pavolko]

This is very disturbing. I shudder to think of the state your inner psyche is in.
That being said I love this write. I feel like I just read a Salvador Dalli
painting.

[Michael G.]

This is good.
Sometimes the mind will not shut off.
Well written thoughts.