The hard Wear

The hard Wear 

 

 

the drill bit, dull aching

porous memories,

riddled with numb pain

a heart's membrane nailed to a bitter wall

 

the art of destruction

devilish eyes ponder her work

she smiles,

starts the machine again,

in someone else's room.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/22/16

Reviews

[Érenn]

It's an interesting poem. I had to read it a few times to ensure that it wasn't just my imagination. But it seems that this poem has more than one dimension, in terms of how many ways this could be interpreted. The first few reads felt like a visit to a dentist. But for some reason i was not convinced that this poem was about that, the next few reads though gave me this feeling of loving someone by inflicting pain. And once getting bored of that person. The target changes and another person will go through that same process. Thank you for sharing ^^

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like that...the dentist...yes, i have had others see that too...always a kick to see how poems are interpreted..

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

NEXT! It seems like some women and men are serial monogamists.....and serial sadists too. They seem to be in love, but it is only a passing fancy. How can they continue to continue? Impossible to figure out. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, and the truth in them, lydi.

j.

[Linda alexander]

Dashing of the salt is great metaphor you used in another poem, keep going dear poet, really enjoyed

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Linda...

j.

[David Scott]

I had to laugh... Sounds like a visit at the dental office. Welcomed to my world.
Too funny and as usual, too true.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

:)))
thank you, David...hurts...doesn't it...

j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

Not completely sure this refers to dentistry. If it does, however, let me just say, the only "painless dentist" is a dead dentist.
Unfortunately, I've seen those devilish female eyes in many places.
Not really old enough to remember them clearly, but I think I prefer the more wholesome Rosie-the-riveter types.
An intriguing and most creative read, Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i never thought about dentistry when i wrote it...but reading some comments and then the poem again, i see where that would fit...and those eyes...yes, they can drill us.

thank you, Jimmy....

appreciate your visit.

[Mark]

I felt the destruction in this work, a organic destruction in the midst of inorganic construction. It feels both powerful and powerless. Pondering work!! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Mark.

j.

[Solar]

The drill and hardware/wear which is stereotypically associated with the male is handed over to the female 'she', as wreaks her devilish work in someone else's room.

That's neat!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Solar.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

"Is it safe?" :) reminds me of that Dustin Hoffman scene in "Marathon Man" (1976) ..oh that damn drill!! this woman in your poem ..she's a corker isn't she ... sends shivers through my teeth to my jaw and down my legs ... what really gets me is, in that next room, ..someone will open the door and let her in ...yeow!!
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ha ha..thanks E....yes that is one of the most intense scenes...not a fan Lawrence much...but he was great in that role and that scene.

[Alfred Kukitz]

The hardness mirrors the words.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Al.

j.

[andrew mitchell]

Nature and dentistry combined is a dangerous art indeed to stay away from!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, andrew...

j.