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damnation
by Karen MichelleI hate your underhanded love
and your fickle chin,
your snide and sinful painted smile,
your cold, porcelain skin;
the way the earth refits itself
to squeeze between your toes,
and how the sun refracts and bends
to burn away your woes;
the lies that linger in your gut,
and settle on your tongue,
the arrows shot through granite lips,
how easily I come undone.
I hate that I reduce myself
to silence, scars and song:
but my feet are set in concrete boots...
for I've loved you all along
01/10/2006 Posted on 01/10/2006
Copyright © 2024 Karen Michelle
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 01/13/06 at 06:26 AM Great end line. Enjoyed this. Nice write. |
| Posted by Shirin Swift on 11/06/06 at 07:45 AM particularly like stanzas 1 & 2, mingles a lot of things not normally mingled, cleverly written. |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 07/07/11 at 09:00 PM I like that the rhyme scheme is subtle. The whole piece is subtle, though, like your love which seemed fierce but unrequited or unappreciated it. Story of the world, non? |
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