Plaster of Paris in Kid Gloves

Plaster of Paris in Kid Gloves

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Plaster of Paris in Kid Gloves

 

 

 

abominations lack courage

cowardly fists plunge into absorbing flesh

eyes that see deeply into the pain

blacken

restitution is a fabled word game

a board game "Sorry"

that gets flipped over in the subservient opponent's  

mind

 

as the heart leans on the ropes

feels an irrelevant snack pressed against lips

accumulated kisses of tepid fervor

 

she will soon quit

say "Uncle"

and he will think he's her daddy

 

but when she orphans herself

with the blade

the dark pupils that have learned much

 

shall peer at him

through steel bars

with a steeled will

he created with yellow hands.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/13/19

© 2019 jacob erin-cilberto


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This one packs a punch, Jacob. Too many young girls are sexually abused by a close family member and all too often no one believes it has happened. The girl often thinks it must be her fault on some level. She took justice into her own hands....and even if that landed her behind bars, it made her feel vindicated. Powerful words, Jacob. Lydi**

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Lydi...
j.
Such a strong write! Sexual abuse is bad enough, but sexual abuse of the young and innocent.
It sounds like the perp. got what he deserved, but not soon enough.

Take care - Dave

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your understanding and compassion to this write, Dave,
j.
Dave

4 Years Ago

Unfortunately I know whereof I speak.

Take care - Dave
A powerful and potent look at abuse. I take this as a girl suffering sexual abuse from an "uncle" ... until she has had enough and uses the blade to end the abuse ...
the line "but when she orphans herself" speaks volumes and describes her action very well ...
but for all the justification of her actions she finds herself in a different prison ... staring out through the bars determined to never suffer again ... a creation of the coward who can hurt her no more.

Brilliant, j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your very kind and insightful review, Ted,
j.
For me this piece was about child abuse. I felt both beatings and sexual advances here followed by a quick sorry and kisses which didn't mean anything. The blade a way of dealing with the pain. Yellow for cowards, and yes they should be behind bars for inflicting this misery. That rarely happens especially if it is a family member doing it. Tough piece Jacob.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you, Chris....interesting where you took this...as always....love interpretations of writings... read more
jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you, Chris....interesting where you took this...as always....love interpretations of writings... read more
When I read stuff like this, that I can't really understand, I am faced with that 'reflection' which does not send back the image of a poet, either with or without a Windex scrubbing

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

i appreciate your honesty, Dave...
j.
The most innocent can become the most vengeful; I like your choice of words, strong and meaningful.
Betty Hermelee

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Betty,
j.
Wow. The stark brutality of your imagery really puts the reader into the pain that can warp even the most gentle abused person into a weapon against hope.

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Momz,
j.
The abuse of innocence does have tendency to turn the gentle into the brutal. Strong and poignant write, Jacob.

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your words, Pryde,
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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