Birth

Birth

 

 

in a NY minute

taxis scream bloody murder

bleating into the darkest midnight

 

sirens in the womb of a borough

blast through cesarean walls of traffic

concrete jungle's screeching mania

 

and somewhere up on the third floor of a tenament

a woman screams with delight,

then within the next NY minute

tucks her  mouth into a sheet

and hisses at the bruises on her lip

 

she hides her redemption under the pillow

and as he rises toward his cigarette

she pulls the trigger

he explodes into the hovering half-moon

 

and in the next NY minute

taxis scream bloody murder

she tries to summon a ride

flying out the window

 

feeling the freedom of soaring

until she lies face down

upon the roof of the yellow cab

 

life in red seeping out of her conscience

but wearing a smile.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/9/17

Reviews

[kitty]

Unique. Gripping...creation. Write on! Picture captured in words!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, kitty.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Not sure if this is about domestic violence or a prostitute leaving a John's apartment. In either case, the imagery is graphic and real....very real. Raw emotions. I liked it. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Lydi.
j.

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Sounds like a one minute glimpse into the life of a tenant in ‘The Pink Houses’; earthy, poignant and no holds barred imagery! Distressing yet fascinating write … :-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for the kind review, Phill.
j.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

"NY minute" madness, lethally, graphically chronicled.."She hides her redemption under the pillow"-brilliant....is something born, or did someone bleed to death- or vice- versa? Great. Love this.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, and pondering, Annette.
j.

[Ana Papaya]

wow, this one sure does rock you...
so good jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Ana, for your kind, extended visit and insights...
j.

[Ana Papaya]

My pleasure. I enjoy visiting. :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A very sobering tale of 'domestic violence'.You tell this in such vivid detail with so few words Jacob. We can see the streets and hear the noise of New York as it churns away like a swollen river regardless.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, John.
j.

[Relic]

This displays the harsh realities of urban life. The gritty life some lead often result in bad ends. The last line feels like her relief.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Tim.

j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

Drips sarcasm.
Murder and suicide are flamboyantly portrayed ; terrifying and, yet, spectacular.
Stunning poetry!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Jimmy.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

A very interesting and grabbing story of this baby birth, perhaps of the author himself in NY and its many facets. I like to read the whole story one time. Excellent, Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Sami.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome, Jacob.
By the way
Frieda P is on Hello Poetry . I found out yesterday