Innocence in chains and purple lighting.

Innocence in chains and purple lighting.

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

 

With the snap of a camera,

a moment of exhibition on your part

I found myself in the back of the crowd

holding my own against people

who wanted you more than I did.

 

But they really didn’t you know,

I was just better at keeping my secrets.

 

From my earliest womanly thoughts

You were the star of all my late night moments

Even before I knew what they were

And what I was supposed to do with them.

 

In the name of adolescent lust revisted

 of lessons unlearned

Signs repeatedly unread

And destinies yet to be fulfilled.

Fate took the driver’s seat

Lead me to a moment of discovery

The moment I saw you today

 

That image,

all the hues

shadows

and unobstructed glory

reminded me

Firmly solidified your control.

Made me innocent again

 

I should have known

From the way my hands shook

The way I defended you to everyone I met

And the fact that I loved you

so much that I almost hated you

I would be powerless against you.

I finally figured that out

When I saw in the puple haze tonight

while I was wrapped in chains

 

My eyes were playing jokes on my heart

my mind was playing jokes on my body

I could all but hear you laugh,

In your castle in the hills

As the wind told you that you

once again took command over my fantasies

 

If that is what you desire

Than let it be

If fate and God and

whoever else cares are to hear me now

I will be at my house around 7 tonight

To hand over custody of my  freedoms

And put myself in your ward forever.

 

© 2011 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Sometimes your heart skips a beat when someone sends a RR through. This was one of them. How delighted I am that this was sent. Teenage crush or stalkers wet dream? Read into it what you will. Definatley an obsessional element there, beautifully handled with a careful use of language and theme, hinting at some aspects, bludgeoning you with others. A stuning piece. I would go on at more length bust customers keep coming in.

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