Sideways bent~

I lost my body in San Francisco

to a girl with red beryl eyes

her onyx claws playing a melody

against crystal pieces of my spine

she dipped in deep

with glossy mouth

to spread my blues in twain

while Dino crooned a jukebox song

to a killer's soft refrain

who's dusty jeans have known a road

crossed and multiplied

his aftershave a golden musk

his smile a sinner's pride

he scooped me from a wine glass

and took me for a ride

on his Harley made of human bones

deviltry implied

 

I lost my body in the desert

to man with a leather soul

his love a stain against my gown

his epic tales all told

"Write them kitty, write them well."

he droned so close in need

and bit the strapping  from my throat

to free me for the deed

of unfolding now the scroll of bones

from earth quaking in hard blood

sideways bent

a cruel ascent

unstoppable, this flood

that wells now from my open wounds

from my palms of liquid pain

for I left my soul in San Francisco

on a night of clear champagne

believing in a right and wrong

as every other fool

when in the end the tables turned

and sideways bent the rules

so now the beggar baby pleads

in lace

and heels

and lies

nothing here is as it seems

deep in the curved demise

 

 

 

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Reviews

[TAO]

Wait...wait... Comic Sans... Something about the font...is that an allusion of some sort? Maybe it's just me... First time I noticed when maybe it was used before? Disregard... Tired ramblings...

Well... Let me ask... Should I regale you with a weary review that will do nothing short of complimenting your work? Yes, I shall. You know what the problem with you is? You're TOO good.

on his Harley made of human bones
deviltry implied


For some reason, this took me back to an interview Nicholas Cage had with Craig Ferguson; mention of the Ghost Rider. Maybe it speaks to my morbid curiosity, this line in particular having stood out to me. I should wish that perhaps you would have drawn this out further, solely for the fact that I enjoyed readng it so much. At first, I had no clue what I was reading, so I had to read two more times just to make sure. Truth is, I'm still not sure, but I know what I think. Once again, Ms. Selene, very beautifully written piece, and truly nothing if not worth several readings from everyone who comes across your page.

[Ruth]

Selene, as I say, this is a roller coaster without brakes lmao AWESOME!
The demise through lust, the experiences in graphically, vivid detail, wow!
Brilliantly done
xx

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every time i your read poetry i have to take a deep breath...
okay okay--here i ago...
i love the luscious lyrical concupiscent ardent lush rush of the
first verses hyper-pyro-maniacal avid exquisite fist of flaming sensuality-
and the second verse....
(which i am sure you wrote with red ink on black parchment;))
is another prehensile "left my soul in San Francisco" vaulting piece
of pleasurable poetic divinity-so do now lick your wounds and
find your soul in that genius poetic east coast heart of yours...;-p

great write Selene...truly another masterpiece!!!

james:-)

[Nancy S.]

In response to Ed Hart's review: Ed, Selene was born famous, because she was born with her gifts in tow... It's the ignorance of humanity that may fail from time to time to recognize the beauty in her written truths...

"believing in a right and wrong

as every other fool

when in the end the tables turned

and sideways bent the rules"

sigh~

[Ed Hart]

you will be famous (another kind of curse) when the rest of us are still dust...you sing in the language of blood-drenched truth...the beat is loud, the colors bright, and the night is full of juice

[Ima]

very well written i have to say good work!!

[Dream Weaver]

OH do I love this! Every word
building momentum like a
runaway train ready to be
derailed. "Spectacular"!!!

[Leanne Conway]

Nice. Well written...