'Cause we danced

'Cause we danced

A Poem by Laura Lynn


Billy Jean
Lover

TO ABOMINATE
L
unchtime awaits the Pre-school.
E
xclusion happens in circles,
T
weezers to pluck the chin hairs,
A
ttuned to intervals in threes,
E
xcursively steps the scale,
V
arnish coats the floor.

ABOMINATION
T
ricksters lurk in the hidden hour.
O
verblown long-stem roses, for
E
nsembles to show appreciation.
V
asectomies pose a threat.
A
rrogant attitude is a pose.

ABORIGINE
T
ributary worry for stuff on earth,
O
vercoats keep us a little warm.
S
andstone facades were the rage.
H
ers is a frightened life, where
A
rrows fly through trees, to see a
V
isage and to love induced looks.

C
alling a person to ask for help.
A
larmed I need to figure out my
D
ay whether or not my car will
M
ake it safely to somewhere,
O
r whether years from now
N
o one will be there and why.

TO ABORT
L
ove me or like me.  Can I help?
E
ven if he can’t see me for me,
H
e can see himself for himself.
A
s if I could worry about what
F
ather’s think, as if I could feed
S
andwiches to my son easily.
I
mpropriety steals into this
C
ar and I wonder, I want him here.

FETUS
L
illiputian balance, 6’’ height-wise.
E
ast of here is a city, east of there
H
arbors.  I won’t be able to know
A
bout him unless he is here with
P
rices and money for survival.
I
can’t afford my car, I don’t know
L
ate chalk has been done away w/
 
U
bieties, the quality or state of
B
eing in a place.  Here I am
and
need go no further.  I would
R
isk leaving this place to hold you.

To abort the MISSION
L
aunching across the sound, mote
E
lectric, the once new motor boat
H
as hit an all-time low record
A
nd there’s no reason except to
F
igure out one’s best next step.
S
andpaper projects, pictures
I
mprovisation of craft and mode
C
reativity we loved w/ sticks&glue


© 2014 Laura Lynn


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You have a very unique style … highly abstract and expressionistic. The images and thought used led me to reflect on my own life. Parenthood brings a whole new aspect to one's life. Failure no longer becomes an option and so the pressure can really mount.

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Laura Lynn
Laura Lynn

Fairfax, VA



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