Sunday Nostalgia

Im in luck

to watch you walk

but only and always away.

Say what you what you will,
but some women look better in a sundress

better than the sadness of
daddy-didnt-love-me little s***s, stuck in short skirts,

and tights that choke white thighs, and boots so high,

ill stick to mine,

ill stick to chasing the beauty 

that finds itself trapped in the flowing fabric,
of reviving rudimentary romance 

that watches passion pass through a storm drain
underneath the inebriation of technicolor city lights,

I speak these words

to the dark of my eye

because Iris is crumbling

and female objectification

becomes ever easier

with the excessive passing

of successive days.

Reviews

[Maurice Marly]

I read all your poems and this is my favorite. I'm a sucker for a good quality social reflection, and you blended it seamlessly with your personal preference for the the 'less is more' approach to the sexiness of showing skin. Loved the idea of girls 'choking' in ridiculous outfits, as if being suffocated by a pervasive social expectation. Really high quality literature

[Thomas Skahill]

Thanks for enjoying and understanding my poem, it's always nice when a reader not only gets it but enjoys doing so. I think you hit on just about everything I was going for here.

[Dean]

Those two closing lines stick in my head..I think they are poetry in itself...but you know how to do that.
My god, man, can you do everything?

[Thomas Skahill]

Thanks, like most lines those came to me walking home without being plugged in to my phone as thing of serendipity. If anything they were as likely to come to you as to me, I was simply lucky enough to have a pen and be around at the right time

[Dean]

poetry does things like that to us

[Thomas Skahill]

thankfully