Fraction

Fraction

A Poem by Collette

Fractions,
heavy bar
weighed through the center point of
memories, the original
evaporates
like quiet wisps
rushing off to unknown graves
and feathery silences.

A whole life,
fractions.

50/50, torn down the middle
you will get the right
and he will get the left
and everything will be fine,
as jagged edges flap in the wind
and invisible
blood droplets land
like ellipsis on your white carpet.

Love has
been reduced to the simple
equation
of balance in the name of fairness
keep the wound clean
keep the cut symmetric
keep the scarring minimal.

But, I am a scared animal.

Picking at the bandage
and chewing my
scabs
to account for the missing
sustenance of the soul,
this cannibal of
balance
-and fairness.   


I don’t long for a happy ending.
Just an ‘X equals
finality.
Something concrete
in this fictional, folding world
of origami meaning
and papery promises
singed by time’s heady friction.

As I prod slow indexes
into coronary artifices
and lick my fingers.

This starving Ethiopian,
her gut distended like
the extension of long division,

Am I
________
I am
=
a
statistic.
 


© 2009 Collette



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I just retread this and think it is wonderfully written, much talent you have, don't stop -- better than most I've read here ... You are good, creative and artistic in how you shape and paint your words... Bravo.

Posted 3 Years Ago


The stanza with "Love has been reduced to an equation..." Has its own profundity to keep itself as a separate poem, still all of it is succinct and well written. You got the goods lady, thanks for having penned this...

Posted 3 Years Ago


I thought this was beautiful as well as sad. "I don't long for a happy ending. Just an 'X equals' finality." This was my favorite line, and i enjoyed how you made the bridge between numbers and words that much more palpable. Great read all the way through!

Posted 7 Years Ago


this is such a revealing, heartbreaking work. so many times we hesitate to explain where the pain hits most, to expose where the weakness lies. yet you have done this in a way that shows such an inner strength., and with images that stay with the reader.. wonderful gutwrenching, and best of all TRUE.

thank you for this

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Collette
Collette

Chicago, IL



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