That Poem

Be hesitant

let it come to you

like a lover

for f**k’s sake

let it shed its clothes,

this time;

when you reach

it slides from your fingers

like satin,

like her slip

when you reach

you fall to your knees

when you reach

it leaves you wanting;

so this time

this time

for f**k’s sake

let it come to you

like a lover

don’t you reach

this time make it

be the one to

shed its clothes.

Reviews

[AJNJ]

Yeah yeah! Let it shed its clothes! And then I can spank its bum till kingdom come! Jokes aside, this poem is godawesome and it should be no.1 here. Pen on man!

[JR]

Thanks man. The best ones come to you stripped and ready for the page.

[AJNJ]

Hahaha then I’ll pray for my lucky night today ;)

[R.E. Ray]

JR, I must admit I've never made such a comparison to writing or writer's block, but I get the reference, and love the originality. Wise advice to not rush into such things. Haste seems to bring regrets in both realms.

[JR]

I was thinking of something Bukowski said, about a poem being like a bug on the wall, and you have to wait until it gets low enough so you can squash it. I sometimes have a hard time waiting long enough... I think all writers do. Thanks for reading, bud.

[R.E. Ray]

You're welcome. And, I've been listening to Bukowski lately on YouTube (old recordings of him reading his stuff).

[JR]

When I was younger, I didn't understand him at all. At my age now, I identify with almost everything he's written lol.

[R.E. Ray]

I must admit his work speaks to me at 51, probably not so much when I was in my 20s.