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oil and water

by Kyle Anne Kish

wading through oil
spills
weeks on end
peeking through
rainbows with
black backgrounds.

how do i survive
that which feeds my
chain of restraints
days, weeks,
sometimes months
piled upon one
another?

smile
for the camera,
smile
smile
smile
until my jaw
aches
like a tooth
after pulling
my leg(s)
right out
from under me.

i melt
into myself

and when
unshed tears

form with
puddle-less
ease around
my feet

the sun
peeks
back through
cotton candy
clouds

so i can
smile
smile
smile
for the camera.

11/21/2006

Posted on 11/21/2006
Copyright © 2021 Kyle Anne Kish

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Emily Tong on 11/21/06 at 06:26 PM

wow. it had to read this several times, but i feel like i still only got the jyst of it. i really loved your repition, and the short, almost rythmic lines- they made me focus more on the importance of each word. i also liked the idea of "rainbows with black backgrounds"

Posted by Alicia Vann on 11/22/06 at 02:39 AM

You're ability to take a simple situation and portray the raw truth underneath has always impressed me. I've been away for a while and I haven't been writing but it's good to know there is a familiar voice still speaking truth. Thank you.

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