Beatrice Oh! Deux

An ode to an old friend and a new interest.

Lecherousness, I confess.
Ruined my last three relationships.
It came to this:
Three years of stress...
Over a thousand days of loneliness.

So maidenly make your way to me.
If only in a dream,

because of former lovers,

Fond of throwing men in gutters.
Don't dwell on it, things don't matter.
Unless you climb upon their social "Latter".

I spew and spatter,

While I mix cake batter,

'Cause I'm sick, sick of all of this.
Sick of all the s**t.

I can't even cry anymore, thanks to you w****s.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I don't know. Life can be a two-sided coin. I was no Angel. Most of us must test the water. Usually leaving people behind and not forgotten. I like the directness and honest words. Love is good timing and a lot of good luck. Must find someone on the same path with the same desire. Ain't easy. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[silentpoet]

beautifully written

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great imagery choice, this poem had a serious note to it that read effortlessly! Great poem

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

well this one's certainly slips that serrated edge into the arena of the splatter of relationships~ your rhythm and rhyme sceme is almost playful~ almost . . . which makes it all the more subtly sinister with the closing of the word dance with that last line~


(ps:LOVE UMA/Kill Bill)