treebark honey & the hoods of his eyes

 

crazy how a moment

can twist your gut

into itself.

 

he looks at me with the hoods of his eyes raised

(just enough)

to pierce me with his gaze.

 

'lookin' good today, ms.krantz.'

he uses the title like it's something kinky -

something he could slide over my skin

some secret night.

 

his voice reminds me of honey off treebark

and the click-clicking of my boots

go cur-clump.

 

just a slight trip / a stumble

and -i'm cut down to a stump-  

 

i continue down the hall

without a single back-wards glance

for i refuse to see the way his lips

are surely curling.

 

crazy how a moment

can strip you of whatever pieces of adulthood

you've managed to acquire.

 

and you're just a little girl with honey

on the treebark

of her hands.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[robin]

something he could slide over my skin
some secret night

I love this because it's soooo descriptive of the creepy, possessive, invasive, masking, impersonal aspect of his glance and touch, but the secret night was more than once this tawdry taboo delight. If we're paying attention, how curious it is we find comfort in familiar deviance, and return for more like an all you can eat buffet. Whoo! Is it getting warm in here? Darn sticky honey!

[Gary H]

this is a perfect introduction for a longer piece, maybe a short story. there's plenty of curiousity here and obviously I want to know what happens next? who is this person? does he ever appear again? maybe in dreams? tell me more......

[shadadakiya]

very sweet,and simple and clean ,your a great writer emily

[Mariah]

extremely amazing way you described it. ! very unique, but makes complete sense.
now what halls would you be walking down. ?
(is it... ? )

[SweetPeachesAlways]

Wow...super sexy write! "honey on the treebark of her hands"....Wow...takes my breath away! Good job.

[Doug]

You know, what's funny about poetry. As a writer I get all jealous of other styles. As you've noticed, I usually write a very minimalistic style. The fewer the words the better. But then I'll read a more prose-ish style like you or Amy/Six Things Before Breakfast and I wish I could write like that better. I guess all I can do is practice huh? Your poem has a lot of really good stuff. It has a lot of a nice visuals, which I love. Keep it up.

[Hedra Helix]

ooo sexy miss K.
mm the hoods of the eyes get me too and the hands and the veins in the arms and neck...sorry tangent;)
who is the mystery man? this leaves me to wonder. a nice rush comes through this piece.

[J.P.O.et]

Nicely done,
I see this as a piece about a co-worker or acquaintence that likes to make
insinuating or degrading comments perhaps? But it's those looks that you describe
so well that can really say it all. Then again I could be way off on this one, it's
an awesome read anyway
J.P.O.et

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh this is fabulous... how the mere presents of someone can bring us to our knees and make us feel like a child again and we don't even know why... you words again draw me in to the scene as if I am there... and I love the ending (perfection)

[Lucinda Bogart]

This is magic !! You created the scene, the sounds, the facial expressions, and the intense feelings of discomfort all so effortlessly. Quite impressive for real !! Wow !!