You Don't Say?

07/28/11

 

My mind's eye gurles and weeps

Some things pulpous and bloody

As I try looking passed the ruddy

Tender splendor of the offender

Who would mend the spent bends

If only she had the heart for it.

In turn I sense my chin raising

As if to face the sun

While stating, as I have had to

To others, the only thing I can think to utter

Without closing the shutters

On my own valve wrenched place

Existing in the space below my face:

"You don't say?"

And then I turn

Trying not to waste

The rest of the day

Or what's left of the taste

Of what came before the gray.

 

 

Reviews

[aimee]

loved it the way the words joined together gave it a serious feel :)

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the sharp consonants are divinely popped enhancing the emotive allure of the poetic~ love the flavor of the language you've used so expertly here~

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

an excellent reaction to one who attempts to ruin your day. Well penned.

[Jupiter Jazz]

That was interesting. I like the last 4 lines