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she sits (but never lies)

by Mainon A Schwartz

she's wide awake and spilling over
like a bathtub left unchecked;
his curses trickle down her legs,
and now the carpet's wrecked.

he screams at her with headlights on:
the glare molests her eyes.
her muteness speaks of guilt and shame,
so she sits-- but never lies.

11/07/2003

Author's Note: Just tell me if you see it... the picture in my head is so strong. I'm not thrilled with the last two lines (and the first six? maybe, maybe not.)

Posted on 11/07/2003
Copyright © 2024 Mainon A Schwartz

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kimberly Bare on 11/07/03 at 07:24 PM

it certainly is vivid! Great work...

Posted by Matt Forget on 11/08/03 at 01:29 AM

Hmm very interesting..I like this one..."the glare molests her eyes"...it's just so wow...i mean to think that a glare can do that...but i can see what you mean here in some light because when i drive down the road at night against light from a car...it kills my eyes...but anyway..moving on..great piece..love the form, the imagery and the tone of the piece. keep up the great work!

Posted by Rachelle Howe on 11/09/03 at 06:29 PM

Ooo.. i want to get my hands on this. we should write about murder next go roud. LOL

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