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Free verse № 5269

for Violet Jean

by jay_dace

Member since 2002 · Posted 19 Jul 2002 · 3 comments

how my hands learned to look like yours how i woke up hiding like you behind circumstance behind telephone behind my own anger to which, i refused to surrender but you boiled famously and furiously and how i learned to cower in your crosshairs--on the surface, fixed solely on me in actuality, fixed on your god your dread your misunderstanding of yourself how easy it remains to miss the underneath how seemingly empowering it is to choose fury over fear not grasping their mutual inexclusivity forgive me for the moment of my analytical departures of my soapboxing i do not mean to test violent Jean

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3 comments

[7] RobinGayle 19-Jul-02/9:24 AM Reply
powerful, can almost see you ducking
[5] nentwined 31-Jul-02/2:19 PM Reply
no comma after "to which".

the first bit is cute. the second bit really doesn't help the poem, I think. I also think this could be better expressed. I don't find myself drawn in.
[9] horus8 10-Dec-03/4:55 PM Reply
Bitchin.