foreigner.

foreigner.

A Poem by Brooke Nicole Plummer
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addio, addio.

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Strange things happen during the month of July,

Her smile belonged there,

Somehow I was not surprised,

That the impossible would show up in a place like this,

Coming from the water’s edge

 

Had me wrapped around your finger because you knew how to close a letter,

Now you’re wrapped around my middle,

And I’m in charge of the choral, the citharizer,

I’d ask you to hold me,

To hold me above the water,

But you’re carrying enough on your shoulders as is

 

Inject the heroine to become one,

But I knew it all under the tables,

Easier to read than labels,

The jester’s signed out of court,

A latter has no strings attached so the hussy might have a fussy,

Coming from the water’s edge

 

Immerse myself, all on my own,

Purify myself, all on my own,

Into a one fit chassis without your remaining touch,

Poltergeist in your skull,

Shake, shake, shaking

 

Foregoing, going, foregone, exploited behind the scenes,

A cheap quality film, woman,

Was I even mentioned in the f*****g credits?

So sorry I let myself look down,

Thirty-six to one

© 2011 Brooke Nicole Plummer


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"Poltergeist in your skull" this one is echoing in my skull(mind) too! Great work Brooke!

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