the 99 cent breakfast special

my kind of love poem

my head is splitting open -
a stubborn egg
cracked
against the stove
                                   bruises erupt
                                   from the tortured mind
                                  
my heart is bleeding -
raw meat
pulverized
on the marble board
                                  tears ooze
                                  from the jagged wound

you smashed my skull
crushed my heart
made a meal out of them
so you could eat me alive.

Steak and eggs anyone?

Reviews

[NoelHC]

It sounds like somebody deserves a knuckle sandwich for breakfast. A great emotional piece.

[Lyn Anderson]

Long time no see. Thanks for popping in on this historical piece. Written circa 1994 I think

[Ted Kniffen]

Perhaps the pen is mightier than the sword, and the wounds inflicted enough to drive the hurt away, but then, an ability to read on the part of the abuser would be necessary to comprehend the actions.
Unfortunately that's seldom the case.

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes, that is true. However, my experience is that even when an abuser reads his or her history in black and white, they are not apt to acknowledge what they've done. Hence the survivor survives but many wounds remain open

[Onlyme]

Hard hitting poem. Lyn. Care for cereal myself. Light and easy no violence.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks for stopping in

[Jon Roggie]

Breakfast would be a cup of tea, matched with a glass of juice.
Still,
there might be a rasher of bacon.
Also,
a few potatoes.
Pleasant conversation on the side.

Peaceful morning.
One where only the pig suffered an early end.

I do feel for the potatoes as well.

[Lyn Anderson]

Very cute. thanks.

[Jon Roggie]

I only try to give a smile.

[Papaya]

This leaves me feeling a big...

Ouch

Cereal sounds safe.

Some breaks are tough...

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes, that is true, thanks.

[Lorry]

Well Lyn, I do admit that being a dumbass at times, I thought that this, at least the parts left aligned, were about becoming a vegetarian. Your ability to lead us both to and away from what we think is the subject and what is the subject, and to garnish with a twist, is utterly superb.
Ps...i was going to review by saying I bet the dumbass its about would think its about being veggie...until I realised it was what I was thinking. I always had a nagging doubt I was a dumbass.

[Lyn Anderson]

Ha ha, I did become a vegetarian after that break up. Lol. I recently returned to my formerly omniverous state. Strange how I never thought in those terms then. This is written circa 1994

[Lorry]

I just thought that it must be because I am currently considering it, that it must be my imagination, but its funny how others see these things. Some really clever reviews I have had that point things out make me think I, the writer have got the subject wrong and the reviewer is right. But as I said, im a dumbass :)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

eggs benedict, stuffed french toast,breakfast sausage...I guess Im 3 for 3 too...i just cannot stomach the pain any longer took 25 years to figure it out. Lets grab lunch!

[Lyn Anderson]

This one is not, thankfully, a current break. But some things stay split inside our minds and don't like to let go

[Chris Shaw]

Wow there was some emotional violence there. Powerful, made me feel like mincemeat. No steak here.

Chris

[Lyn Anderson]

It wasn't an amicable split.:)

[Lydia Shutter]

Powerfully emotional. Good metaphor. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks for stopping by. Your visits are always welcome.:)

[Baby Ricochet]

Damn. This is some rough stuff. Good emotional impact with this KL

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you, I appreciate it.