Free verse № 8983
Front, Porch, Swing.
Every evening
she smokes cigarettes
on her front porch
Riding that swing
All of her gestures pause
She's not waiting
for that special someone's
home lighting torch
If the swing could speak
it would say, "because",
Because, my friend
Time blindfolded the farm animals
The bonfire out front is hot enough now
To melt the toy metal trucks
Intense enough now to burn the swing,
and the house with shed
The only things left
Would be the tiny flowered weeds
The aphids for the ladybugs
Her eyes show this knowledge
She was the child
i loved more than myself
That spit at the circus
Peed behind the ferris wheel
Shin kicked the ring master
and gave all of the clowns a raise
Lost within the house of mirrors
No razor
No bottle of depressants
Liar
Only cotton candy
I loved you, distempered
Mouth melting and sugar soaked, anger
Don't cut you
Never trust a stranger
I need you
Or, a mustached man
Father
Or, a girdled woman
Mother
Or, the freckled children
Siblings
Because they
don't follow you around like i do
I'm sorry that i came too late
to pump you're guts
I guess i'm gutless
Fertilizer for your milkweed
One day too
You
Out there
Will sit quiet
Chain-smoking
On somebody else's
front, porch, swing
dragging your feet
to simply
slow down.
70 comments
You haven't shown me any, so why should I?
You're a fool. We had something good going, but you didn't know how to handle it. Why can't you just fucking admit to the fact that yes, you like me...but you're caught in a weird situation. Recall a phone conversation....yeah,I can just see it now we'll be on a movie set and you'll be fucking my best friend because you don't know what fucking love is...right...and I'll leave Nadine and my son....shit..I don't know what the fuck I am doing. But you are childish....the way you're handling it is by being an ass to me in hopes of what??? pushing me way, making me hate you?
mother beaten for her sexuallity and then stripped of it..she will be a virgin until god knock's her up, but he wont be god he'll be a version of her father and brother, but one that she can control..sad really..oh well.....I'm much, much, smarter than your sorry ass...college degree my boy. Now, it's time for the truth to come out...open up your ears and listen well...I used you...you dumb piece of shit...you know I am writing a script and well my character is based on you...I had to be close to you so I can develop my character...hahaaaaaaa...the joke is on you. I'll send you a copy of it when I'm done...by the way thank you for the names....I'll make sure to include all. And the doctors you mentioned earlier...don't kid yourself they are not friends...they are your paying clients...yes, you're just a pretty piece of sorry ass...low self-esteem and you are a fag...no straight guy would sleep with old, hairy men....dumb fuck.
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