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by Wendy Geal

the strike that knocked me down
wasn't half as brute as your heartbeat
slamming into my ears, a symphony.
you played my stammering cells,
chaos chords, dark terror notes
in all my stillness, the soul of me dissipated
with each curdling breath i took, eyes shut
then reopening to see if all my wishing had
finally done you over
my soul has yet to return, i long for it to come swirling
across my veins again and its aura to fade you away forever
but when i see you the music of you comes
and i am tasting death like lazarus
your eyes pierce through my core
all across the steel- shut void in me


Posted on 04/05/2004
Copyright © 2020 Wendy Geal

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Vikki Owens on 04/05/04 at 11:54 PM

'to see if all my wishing had finally done you over' ---there is no better line than this to explain how it feels, in my opinion. the trying to wake from the nightmare....the surreality of it. this is so real. im stunned.

Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 04/17/04 at 01:08 AM

Brutally real and emotional

Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 04/17/04 at 10:34 PM

outstanding imagery..tasting death like lazarus.....Excellent

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 05/22/04 at 11:34 PM

raw and real... this sucker-punched me... brilliant read... blessings...

Posted by Lauren Singer on 06/27/07 at 05:12 AM

wow. a shocking and beautifully worded piece.

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