And The Worms There Too

And The Worms There Too

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

Gloriously free,

I take solace in

The trees.

 

(He's kissing her

Neck and it's

Oh so wrong,

But it feels

Oh so good.)

 

Glorious as sin,

I found solace in

The waking river.

 

(But he grips her

Hips

And she has to

Say-)

 

Glory in the highest,
But I take solace

In the lowest

Of the low,

The mud of

The earth and

The worms there

Too.

 

(He moves away,

As quick as though

Burnt,

But without his touch

it's like she's freezing.)

 

 

Gloriously in love,

I look above

And see the sky,

I take solace in goodbye.

 

(He kisses her,

Slow, and cautious,

but doesn't touch her,

Like it will all be

Okay.)

 

Gloriously free,

I take solace in

Burntoutfrozengoodbadbruisedhiptouchingkisses

Goodbyes.


© 2012 Beatrice Mars



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wow, quite brilliant ... the repetition of the Glorious concept is excellent. :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


You've surpassed yourself. i actually stopped breathing while i was reading this (yes i know that sounds overly dramatic but !) and then give a big gasp at the end. partly because i was suffocating but mostly because of the sheer beauty and brilliance.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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