Let Live

I don't know.........a thought

Paying four dollars just to munch a stale bagel

Coffee so burnt mother wouldn’t even want it

Cashier takes my money, thieving with a smile

Best I can manage is a grunt in frustration

 

Hand stuck to the door, God help me I hope it’s coffee

Signature catch phrase slips from my mouth, raining

My hair instantly matted, my coffee stuck fingers combing

A click to the back of my head, coffee drop to the pavement

 

“That was my shoe…you’d do well not to move anymore.”

The people before me avert their eyes, can they see him?

A hand hits my hip, scratchy lips on my ear in a smile

“It’s a damn shame….body’s awful nice, my dear.”

 

I’m turned around and goddamn those eyes in mine

Blue as the ocean in clear light of a well born day

Those lips I’d longed to kiss many a time long forgotten

Grinning at the gun burning a hole in my chest

 

“Better you than me my dear, given the choices.”

I hold the useless quivering lips betraying me

His question falls, and I can’t catch the answer

Anything but that, ask me how to write, anything

 

The hole in my chest betrays me the same as lips

Painting the pavement with blood in polka dots

“Why him? Why not me?” in my dying ear

Blood stained lips can’t commune the “I don’t know.”

Author's Note

Forgive me, my mind wanders.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

That's an incredibly articulate mind wandering there .. this is a walking, talking thought process here, going from musing about the price of drink and food to the 'Blood stained lips can’t commune the “I don’t know.”

Your eyes see, your heart and mind feel and use .. you're a very find writer and more should read your posts.

[Ry]

Wow. This is such an intense poem. It's amazing how, when written down, the simplest things can seem so extreme. Bad coffee. Stale bagel. Rain. Such power and intensity even in the beginning. Well done.

[Lydia Blackwell]

wow- what a story! I was very intrigued! good write.

[Bryanna - QueenStephni]

Thoughtful and well placed words, make me wonder how the girl in the poem felt...

keep them coming i'll read ur work anytime

xoxo

[Aven]

Incredible. I was hooked on the first word! :O

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

there is so much strength and push to your poetic walkabout here~ it is amazing to watch a creative mind in action pulling threads and reweaving them~
exceptional writing~ unique~ throroughly enjoyed this crisp and vibrant poem~

[Robin]

yes you have a wonderful rhythm as you dance thought through out this piece

love this line - Signature catch phrase slips from my mouth