miserable kin

the dark side of romance.

hold my hand, dear;
rest it inside your own
creaseless palms.
stay by my bedside
as i ground my teeth
down to a cocaine powder.

live with me as i die,
for love and pain
are of a similar vein.

Author's Note

I've been reading a lot of Langston Hughes lately. The last two lines just popped into my head after I put one of his books down; it seemed like something he would write. Here's where it led.

Reviews

[Elena]

I can understand being inspired by other writers - I have poems where I write as if I were a 60 year old alcoholic, because Bukowski got to me.

There is depth to this, yet it is very easy to read, to relate to. Love as obligation. Ah, marvellous. Great job.

[ju]

love. asks a lot of the person who will eventually be left alone to cope with death. a very sharp write.

[Miss Fox]

In the first stanza, which is wonderful, the 'ceaseless palms' make me think that the person has no life line. That he/she immortal. I don't know, maybe I just read strangely into it.

And the last stanza is just... incredible.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

a spectacular snapshot in developed emotional pull~ those last two lines unroll the thread from around the tattered heart beautifully~