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Am I not a lovelier Virgin

by Bradd Howard

Thick black lashes fan
dew drop green eyes
plum colored lips part
emitting a sigh of welcome.

My sweet, sweet guillotine
I will be your Marie Antoinette
let them all eat my cake
and dig their thumbs into the corners of my pie.

I will be your Ann Boelin
and give you my head
and say "I do this for you because you have verve."

My lips spew forth saccharine sweetness
unbelieving in the magic of first caresses
Giving my head freely to the man with the feathery touch.

and am I not a lovelier virgin?
with my razor tongue and smooth fingertips
with my taste of peach and the lingering smell of you from last night.

Nuzzled in the crook of your arm
I think of taking your head
my sweet, sweet guillotine
let me dream of you once more
jingle your keys
rattle your skeleton

plum colored lips sigh under violently peaceful feathery touches and milk white skin.

09/19/2005

Author's Note: title borrowed from Jean Genet's "The Maids" (Les Bonnes) this is a work in progress

Posted on 09/19/2005
Copyright © 2020 Bradd Howard

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Rula Shin on 09/19/05 at 06:50 PM

There is something very bold in this piece, despite the seeming surrender on the surface to "My sweet, sweet guillotine I will be your Marie Antoinette" - This is a superb line, my favorite in the entire piece. Sometimes we don't push through the colors (of eyes and lips) simply because we know what's beneath, and not because we don't want to know - The paradoxes of violence and peace, pain and pleasure, life and lifelessness are sewn with skill, bound to each other, holding hands like life and death in time - "Plum colored lips sigh under violently peaceful feathery touches and milk white skin" - And despite what we sometimes already know, we cannot help being allured by the dark, by the sweet shadows that haunt us...we just cannot stop chasing our death, Oh "sweet sweet guillotine" inspire me with the bitter-sweet torment of false dreams. That's what I saw. Wonderful piece Bradd!

Posted by Paul Marino on 09/19/05 at 08:48 PM

this was perfect for me to wake up to. nice 'n smooth.

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/20/05 at 03:27 AM

'sweet guillotine'these two words speaks for experience of the scene.Sweet, metamorphoses the meaning of meaning and guillotine becomes meduim of life giving rather than what it is meant in the ordinary sense. beautiful analogy.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 09/22/05 at 09:30 PM

dood, this is awesome! so many great single lines, like "sweet, seet guillotine" "lips spew forth saccharine sweetness" (just to name a couple) over all an excellent piece! well done sir...

Posted by Deborah S Regan on 06/25/06 at 03:48 PM

Have you read Our Lady of the Flowers?

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