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For Ed, the Slug to my Lucy.
by Jolie JordanDon't think I'll soon forget
how you took a taste from me
and bit down-
Hard.
leaving your mark.
leaving a scar.
and then, doing just that. Leaving.
Don't think I'll soon forgive,
how you whispered sweet,
convincing me of your sincerity.
I knew you were involved.
I knew you loved her.
I also knew how to slip beneath her radar
and suck dry every last syrupy word
you spewed in my general direction.
You started this,
dragging me in.
like a unknowing fish,
I swallowed the hook you fashioned with attractive bait
unaware of just how much pain came along with it.
And now,
the only conclusion I can come to
is to do the right thing.
cut all ties.
end it.
For your sake,
For mine.
And even for hers.
But baby, just so you know..
if you wake up tomorrow with a slit throat
..that's my idea of even. 05/22/2005 Author's Note: [For Ed.]
Posted on 05/23/2005
Copyright © 2024 Jolie Jordan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Trisha De Gracia on 05/24/05 at 09:46 PM Refreshing to read more new stuff from you. I love this one. I have a soft spot for honest and vulnerable poetry. |
| Posted by Timothy Wilson on 07/09/11 at 06:26 PM This poem goes right for the throat with no intention of letting go. Its honesty is brutal, and its vulnerability is pure. I loved reading every line of this. Congrats on the POTD, and keep up the awesomeness! This goes straight to my favorites while passing go and collecting $200. Good stuff. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 07/10/11 at 01:49 AM Oh, so right! |
| Posted by Rebecca Bowen on 07/10/11 at 01:59 AM While reading this I thought of my own experience with one of my ex's. This explains it almost perfectly. Thanks for sharing! (: |
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