Sesame Street Envy

Sitting in my darkened room I was startled from a nap. 
I heard a whisper of my name down stairs 
and I was down them in a snap. 
You and him were gathered around the fire, 
in a fiery embrace. 
And while he sang a jaunty tune, 
you sang Amazing Grace. 

Behind you, the Osbournes were on TV, 
the picture in picture was Sesame Street. 
And I felt both were aimed right at me. 
See, the theme for that day was jealousy. 
And I was burning green. 
I stormed back up the dusty stairs
when they ended Elmo's scene. 

I laid back down and slipped back to sleep. 
Where I had twisted dreams that you were on to me.
You screamed and raved and pushed away as I sank into the deep. 
The nightmares jarred me awake again.
I had only one desire. 
I ran back down stairs, in front of God and Big Bird, 
I threw him in the fire. 

Reviews

[AG]

you utilize references quite extraordinarily. i found this piece very remarkably surreal. this is a colorful reverie of the the mind and the psyche which i really enjoyed.

the lines sound very human, very flawed but most importantly human. there is a sense of admission as the character strolls on this esplanade of revelation.

this was not cheesy or hackneyed like most love poems. in fact, this was incredibly genius!