Degrees

Degrees

A Poem by Eve
"

"human behavior"

"
I wander the Aisles
looking at cans, the
ingrediants, and find
myself thinking about
the price of everything.

It's cold in the freezer
section and I realize that
I wore the wrong kind of bra,
I feel things tighten, standing
with the bumps on my arms...

lost in my thoughts I try
not to notice the changes
in temperature, fleeting
metaphors and my mind turns
to him, and I admit;

I have loved him,
in degrees over the
empty years.
In waves of warmth
and also in the icy
grip of fear or with
the burning churning pit
of rage.;

The lady with the hot
pink hair caught her man
looking at my chilled assets...
she's severly pissed
and her insecurity flails
at me.

I suppose it may have been
a little bit my fault
the turn of my thoughts
may have contributed somewhat
to the draw of his eye.

I shake my head and try
to wipe her off my awareness,
but her negativity makes
me uncomfortable, she
continues to berate him
and I have no doubt
who rules that roost.

and then I remember why
I have chosen to remain
single for quite sometime.

I then throw another gallon
of comfort food into
my basket and dared to
look back at her...and
I think to myself,
I would rather
die than to ever see
him so trapped and beaten
by my love...

and then I realize he is smiling
at her, and I know he is
thinking that she really must
still care...either that or he knows
he won't be bullied into
grocery shopping for a while.

© 2012 Eve


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Flaws yes - life happens. I won't point them out here, but I liked the thoughts and realities you expressed.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have this way of sharing the big existential stuff smack dab in the middle of the grocery store. I see myself in your shoes. I saw my own him that I have loved through the years. It was a cathartic piece of work for me to read and I thank you for that.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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. oh ... gosh ... i am not courageous enough to share my thoughts on the subject ... i guess i need to be more liberated to say what i want to say ... but i will say this ... this piece is brilliantly written ... the questions you're asking yourself and the reader are amazing ... they are critical existential questions ... IMHO ... and i think you'll find answers soon ... you're on the verge of finding them ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


This was very well written so many emotions in this one. We a lot of times can see the way things are through someone elses eyes. This was brilliant.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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