For The Last Time

For The Last Time

A Poem by Sam

 

 

You bought me a single red rose,
Closed,
Smothered in cellophane,
It's petals licking the plastic,
My own little spastic.

Ready made romance,
I never unwrapped it,
I have enough dead things.

 

Deflated like a balloon or a loser,
Time fellated the air out
Of the nubile red petals,
We followed the same formula,
I picked you, you died, I threw you away.
Beauty has its' price,
Get ugly and
You're out with the trash.

 

I picked you, you died, I threw you away.
I've thrown you away for the last time,
Time will tell,
Rot in Hell.

© 2008 Sam


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It's petals licking the plastic,
My own little spastic.

absolutelly incredible.
a really unique view on romance that is frankly true a lot of the time.
deep,angry and full of powerful imagery.
I love it a lot

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the first two stanzas, really cool idea in metaphore. A rose wrapped in plastic, a "ready made romance"


It's petals licking the plastic,

great line. Awsome piece.


Posted 12 Years Ago



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