the lady in my oven loves the lady in my walls

the lady in my oven loves the lady in my walls

A Poem by Sam

Life crawled out of
my oven this morning and
slammed the door behind her.
"It's all a scam," she said,
she breathed, (breath! oh how lungs
could so greedily inhale oxygen but
carbon monoxide could make her choke-)
"It's all a sham, this Death business. 
He doesn't want to bargain. He only deals in riddles."
suddenly quite sullen, i turned the gas off.
maybe Death was a liar and a cheat, but
Pain always kept her promises;
i was peeling away at yellow wallpaper to find
the woman i trapped inside
years ago, who is wretched and wails
because she knows Pain; they made a deal.
i shut her up in the walls
& had them painted over. (why did i do it to her-
why did i let her stare at nothing until suddenly
there were nooses in the patterns and
ladies creeping in the garden by moonlight?
i am not even a Husband.)
Death offered me a poisoned apple,
but not before he showed me the poisoned comb,
and before that he so kindly offered to lace up my stays.
i take a bite, and my teeth are sharp.
i taste copper on my tongue as Death screams out in agony.
i traded my life for hers, shook and pulled until
the bars of her cell broke and
all the ladies who ever crept by moonlight,
daylight, twilight,
came out with smiling maws
and yellowed fingertips. 

© 2019 Sam


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death comes hard, pain comes easy...fickle moonlight beckons...death is Eve...and that poison apple won't kill, it will just maim the conscience...and the pain of giving in will last longer than that tree of knowledge ever could.
j.

Posted 3 Years Ago


I have a feeling this was written by an angry, bitter, depressed woman. This not a criticism.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Tags: freeform, emotional, death, life, the yellow wallpaper, feminism, mental illness

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