Baldwin/Shoe IncidentA Poem by BrittanyMay 19, 2009
Ssshhh... I'm on the phone voice that feels warm in my hand, crawls into my ear "Wah wah wah, wah wah wah wah" so Charlie Brown
I look d o w n
I have no shoes
Get on the 54 Scholls Ferry, I think the voice still warm in my ear, crawling into my hand "Wah wah wah, wah wah wah wah" pull the cord, get off bare-footed
Nearby bushes growl out a black cat with a (bubble) head I'll call you Salem
How did I get back home? I have no room all the rooms are full and I don't have a thing ...not even shoes
I. Want. To. Party. I journey back out
I'm at a party I'm surrounded by one person a Baldwin what is this, a nightmare?
He's too close with a mean breath six o'clock eyes stare straight d o w n into mine as he yanks on my hair (OWWW) and fumbles with my clothes I run run Run RUN I wish I had shoes
Look over my shoulder in time to see a fist kiss the Baldwins face
Baldwin has a knife run Run RUN D O W N S T A I R S
Owner of fist is blurred in a good looking kind of way he's on my bare heels as we descend, into darkness
Safety behind a couch light off/ON I hold my breath
Now
We are both at my work
Now
I have on an apron but still no shoes
A little girl with a flower walks in gifts me, a flower
My hero against Baldwin has a five o'clock face as he leans down and kisses me (stubble) OWWW but in a good way
Back home again, alone I have no room no stuff just bare feet and a fear of Baldwins
I need something in the kitchen in an impossibly high cupboard
I B M I L C
(and Really reach) to finally open that impossibly high cupboard and my shoes fall out © 2010 BrittanyAuthor's Note
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Added on May 25, 2010Last Updated on May 25, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorBrittanyMTAboutI don't know me. And, you don't know you. We fit so good together 'cause I know you like I know myself. more..Writing
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