Smoky Revival

Popped it did, in my head.

Falling against the shower tile

I lean my cheek against the

            iced

floral

pattern

flush with your thoughts

infiltrating mine through

rushing breathing seeing

 

ooh a smoky revival

and this is our return

to better soirees when

the cat’s let out when

we really thought

            we had one.

 

My wrist with a twist

Lets the rain fall quick

And fleeting across my neck

My sweater is heavy and

Someone in the back is asking me

Why I’m in here

When you’re out there

blushing with wooziness

 

It’s ill-defined, hard to find

This fleeting moment shelved

through a clump of hair

I rake a fingernail.

Am I there?

 

Eyes peak through pebbled glass to check

The reflection mirrors a distorted image

Dark and shapeless but not me.

 

I breathe again.

 

You come in

Coffee on your breath

Little bit awake now

I think you put me in here

For a new generation of f**k-ups

 

‘Cause I fucked you up

I kiss your mouth

Rolling my r’s with your teeth

 

I won’t remember this in a week I bet

But at least this dark figure can enjoy

 

 

 

            your decadent itch.

 

 

 

Author's Note

Utter falsehoods.

Reviews

[zig]

this piece is longer than your other ones, maybe that why i like it more (not to say that i didnt like the other ones, thats not the case at all) gave me more to chew on, great sounds, a strong movement/connection between images. to me this had a jazz quaility to it, my mentor was a jazz poet, i miss those rythmes. thought this was your strongest piece yet. zig

[THE BLACK SEAL]

nicely written. i found it intriguing.

[Steve Thompson]

Strong piece, wow this was very well written, I read it a few times and I really was nodding line after line with a smirk on my face.
My wrist with a twist
Lets the rain fall quick (Great line)

When you're out there
blushing with wooziness (another great line)

[Emily B]

There is a tremendous voice present in these words.