You, Me & The Third Degree Burns

games of chance, lectures - never go well

 

Speaking from the one who knows better

and the one who never learns -

You

me

and the third degree

burns

 

If I tell you a secret

Will you promise to keep it?

 

If I promise a dirty confession

Will you be smiling then?

Hoping you taught me a lesson

taking me down from a high

that was not yours

was not mine

 

Perversion’s progression

starts with the mind

slithers in

tickling and tantalizing

the skin

 

ooh baby do and oh baby don’ts

 

kissing, licking with closed

eyes and doors

will she or won’t she

keep asking

for more

 

Compulsion is hunger

and you were starving

long before you ever met me

 

There’s nothing enticing

about obsession

You’re holding your money out

ready to bet, watching words spin round

the wheels of your turbulent mind

who’s lucky number is it? Yours, or was it mine?

 

 

I thought I told you

I don’t play the field

I like to break

even

 

I’m sure that I’ve mentioned

as Queens were concerned

It was only in a deck of cards.

 

Luck be a Lady tonight

(we’re not sure she was to begin with)

but among the b*****s

I’m pretty sure

you prefer

my pet

Agree?

Author's Note

let me know what you think...I'm open for critcism

Reviews

[C. M. Miller]

I think this poem is pitch perfect in its rapid fire, free basing delivery. The tug of war and love here is freshly depicted with some deceptively simple phrases, "you and me and third degree burns" being the most descriptive and thought provoking.

This write brought to mind something an ex-lover of mine said to me. "Don't make promises in bed, the reality of keeping it can't compete with the fantasy of living up to it." Were were in bed when she said that. I rolled over on top of her and said, "Okay, I promise."

[Ed Hart]

pedigree!!