Pyscho-Stalker

Pyscho-Stalker

A Poem by JiltedButterfly
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one to kick off with -

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Today was really hard. I felt like my mind was slipping.
I sent an sms
I tried to unsend it
I tried to take it back
But its lunging, clumsy inexperience blundered on
Bursting good will and pleasance - like an over-ripe pomegranate,

I asked her if i was bugging her.

I’m sure someone once said, that by trying to grasp love you crush it.
No, wait it was Dorothy Parker - she said,

“Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays.
Clutch it, and it darts away”

She was probably a psycho-stalker too - she probably killed her lover by slipping mercury in his pimm’s.

© 2008 JiltedButterfly


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Ari
The ending of this is very clever. Great work.

Posted 15 Years Ago


omg i know a girl just like this!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is a very interesting poem which can make a reader feel, but also can stimulate controversy,
or a compliance with conformity and non-conformity, regarding love.
If that statement is true, what Dorothy Parker said, then there would be no such thing as marriage, for one thing.
When two people are madly in love with each other, they want to spend the rest of their (short time on earth) together, as soon as possible, and heaven cannot wait either-
so I disagree with what she wrote, because when in love, both people want to grasp it in their hand and hold it tight- never wanting to let go,
hence that's why it's called "LOVE"-
the slipping of the fingers, letting it go, means it is not, nor ever was.
I do like 'Big Blonde and Other Stories',
but my heart seems more relative to Master Shakespeare,
for instance, his more positive attribute to love, goes something like this:

"Love alters not
with his brief hours and weeks,
but bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ,
nor no man ever loved."

-William Shakespeare,
London



Posted 15 Years Ago


Over time many poets have tried and failed to pen an explanation or a definition of love. They are all fools. But then, love and time make fools of us all. Psycho- stalker,...that is funny. My friend once asked me why I thought she attracted all the phychos in relationships. I said, its simple, YOU are a psycho magnet. lol This was a little silly but thats ok, it was entertainingly silly. Pray, what is a "pimms"? Is it a drink?, if so, and a proper name, then, should it not be capitalized? hmmm. To quote T.S. Eliot, "I grow old" lol

Posted 15 Years Ago


"like an over-ripe pomegranate"
That's great! Evokes images of hell for me.


Posted 15 Years Ago


Makes you think! Hmmm...

Posted 15 Years Ago



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