Conspiracy

her wicked smile is a concept,

undeveloped and raw.

 

pulsating veins

dance graphed realities;

living numbers and paper dolls,

carpal tunneled fingers

drum plastic keys,

reaching so hard for her

that they shatter

into the mad shrapnel

of tabloid explosions.

 

painted blades sink into spinal puddles.

 

nobody questions the shadows,

nobody pursues the wind.

they all just whisper plots

into screamed trends

to watch them wither

on the tainted vine

beneath her laser stare,

on the bumps of her flickered tongue,

between her statuesque thighs.

 

all lies;

strategic splinters in wild eyes.

 

she dominates with magic,

hypnotizes with laughter,

lulls the stormy sea

into a peaceful reflection.

when you soften your vigilance,

she strikes like a mamba,

and every pure hope is murdered,

laid to rest in the gullets

of madmen and street people.

 

gospel wasted on telephone poles

and bus stop benches.

 

a battered corpse left to rot

in a piss-baptized alley,

as she struts away unchecked.

 

and, the raggedy prophet on the corner

wearing the aluminum foil hat

looks crazily into the cracking air,

and asks,

 

“who’s next?!”

Reviews

[roarke]

strangely enough, "mental virginity" pops to mind here.... all rich original textures, no mainstream cliche's dulling the landscape, good job.

Now, I'd take this part and magnify it in another write, dig between the lines, and expand each line and concept.... might yield something surprising.....

nobody questions the shadows,
nobody pursues the wind.
they all just whisper plots
into screamed trends
to watch them wither
on the tainted vine
beneath her laser stare,
on the bumps of her flickered tongue,
between her statuesque thighs.

electric stuff.

[Kenneth The Poet]

A f*****g kick to the head, I think. Love it much.

[Ruth]

Blooming fantastic!
So much here :) With the feminine threaded throughout, yes but also reminds me of what people do not wish to see....hidden in plain sight towering above them....
Powerful, love it!
xoxo

[Morrigan Nicole]

ewww! So Creepy and nasty. Don't tell anybody this, but it reminds me of my mother :)

[Brandon S. Whitten]

I laughed, it was brilliant.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed, who is next, it may be even me, a dark piece that I love, well done, good rea.

My goodness. Creepy in the best way possible, and the religious imagery gives it validity. If I were to see this woman, I would lock myself in my room and never come out.

[Mark D]

Splendid. Really imaginative and interesting. Another great poem from a great writer. Very much enjoy your work and look forward to reading more...

[Chris]

I KNOW that woman...I SWEAR it...I've seen her, touched her. Pure 100% Grade A Drop-Dead Biatch!... but man you KNOW she was THERE!!

[EMF]

I went out with her. Though if you look around on here you'll find her too. And in the shops. And all over.
What impressed me is the tactile use of language here. It stokes like a velvet razor. Marvelous.