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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.
It’s fun: I’m 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 © 2019 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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