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Brodsky on a Bad Day, as Said Creature

by Lisa Marie Brodsky



Pills have lived through me
For eleven years. Was I a cipher
Before or am I one (zero) now?
No one ought to deal with this
Creature, one full of mood swings
So far that they stretch from
Country to country.

Some days I only eat cottage cheese
And lentil beans. Other days, I hang
Up pastels done by friends
In my alcove while I sing with
Eva Cassidy.
Its fun: Im sexy, flirty, sultry
And then I remember that Eva

Is dead and that talents often die
And I hide in the corner, building
A mausoleum to hold us all.
Thank you, L, for trying, thank you A
For sticking around and thinking
You could be my relief. Thank you B
For offering organic hugs, thank you

I for not loving me quite enough
But enough to get me through until
I remember this creature cannot keep
Love going because she poisons herself
Just by talking, thinking, humming,
Take Me to the River
And actually going.

02/05/2005

Posted on 02/05/2005
Copyright © 2026 Lisa Marie Brodsky

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Linda Fuller on 07/17/18 at 12:08 AM

This knocked me for a loop.

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