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The Rub
by Kate DemereeI feel like cream being churned into butter
I want to cut out part of my heart and mind
Wipe from them this urge to call...
The feeling of wanting to be held by....
The memory...
The scent that fills my mind...
My nose...
My soul
Got an eraser?
Perhaps then I could be done
And there in lies the rub
Who is to measure the worth or value of...
That which we would erase
Choose which memory to toss and which to keep...
Would I take it all away to leave the hurt...?
The wanting behind?
Even should I be able to
I would choose not to...
This too shall pass
Time will work its wonders
On the memories and I
Is it worse to be but a breath away and wanting...?
Or the other side of the world....
The only difference is
Temptation and opportunity
Resist the temptation, allow no opportunity...
But in the night...
When the world is dark...
My thoughts sometimes mock me
My body aches...
And I remember
A time....
When strong arms held me...
And the breath on the back of my neck
Was not that of the cat...
When the fur along my naked back....
Vibrated with the thumping of a strong heart
When I felt safe... warm... loved
Illusion that it was...
There in lies the rub
In the endless dance of fly and spider
Am I the fly?
Or the spider to him?
This love is all in my mind...
All my own imagining...
The web weaved by
My own silken loving
Only I trap me
And there in lies the rubÂ…
05/12/2005 Posted on 05/12/2005
Copyright © 2025 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/14/05 at 11:36 AM Worthy exercise in romantic introspection Kate. Kudos! |
| Posted by Kimberly Bare on 05/17/05 at 01:13 PM well written piece here...i can feel the lonliness in these words...a hauntingly beautiful poem. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/19/05 at 12:33 PM if one is headed for a trap, if it is fated, then what better fate than that trap should be yours and if one is to lose their head in that trap, who better to lose it to. you hooo send me. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 05/20/05 at 05:11 AM I too feel the sadness and loneliness in this
poem Kate. My heart goes out to you. Well written...Charlie |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 05/24/05 at 05:18 PM wow...great metaphor underscored by powerful but controlled expressions of deeply felt emotion..one of your best, Kate! |
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