Body Breaking Fast

Body Breaking Fast

A Poem by Yoli

I felt the coffee I spell on your cheeks; Yesterday.

It's of smells, the spelling in eating you - weeks.

Grains, greasy gloss with your kiss

Licks - on my heart, the beating and relics.


I taste the steam curl your hair through my teeth; kettle morn

Over the crumbs, the farewell in our feast: worn

Drip ? Cold, dawn, but good - dusk bye.

Husks (it’s the table, the tears and the hook). 

  

© 2024 Yoli


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This seemed very genuine, showing a few human thoughts; and no sign of artificial construct from any online tool.There is a subtle suggestion underneath this piece, of the mixed emotions, at breakfast time; after a "one night stand" or brief encounter. And, various nuances which a computerised device could never find the most appropriate words to express. By reading carefully, I could find a rhyming pattern; even though it's not immediately obvious. The Body Breaking Fast, could mean different things to the writer. Possibly, a metaphor for her psychological state breaking down "fast"? Or, that the breakfast here; is occurring after the protagonist has endured a literal period of "fasting"? Then again, perhaps signifying that the breakfast and accompanying emotions; are correlating with the protagonist's return to having a "fling" - after not enjoying that temporary pleasure for quite a while (so in effect breaking the "fast")? On the other hand, the title may refer to none of those possibilities.? Either way, only the writer ever knows for sure; in such instances...

Posted 1 Month Ago


Twilight

1 Month Ago

Thanks. Keep writing and posting here, to help reveal the different themes which you're able to cove.. read more
Yoli

4 Weeks Ago

I will! i find it a nice place to archive your works, and grasp their evolution. Thank you for the a.. read more
Twilight

4 Weeks Ago

No problem. I'm out doing voluntary work, today; but will respond later - including a "read request".. read more

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Added on September 1, 2024
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