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ten hundred porcelain

by Steven Kenworthy

tell the doctor this
tell him i flew over st. cloud and began missing you
before we even met.

tell him
i missed you like crazy,
i heard you buzzing in my window seat
i heard your ghost coming along my way
i heard the sound of your lips slowly separate from mine in
one nights eyesight

there were no lights and only the neon provided
by the moment
gave a sigh of relief and static electricity and a
white hot series of ten hundred shudders.

10/18/2008

Author's Note: it creeps behind your neck and stings your clavicles

Posted on 10/18/2008
Copyright © 2024 Steven Kenworthy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/18/08 at 03:19 PM

I love how the "porcelain" marries with the "shudders" in my mind. doctor, doctor - cool idea. Great last line.

Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 10/19/08 at 10:28 AM

really. this is brilliant. "only the neon provided by the moment." are you kidding me? that is one of the most incredible lines you've written. and again with a killer author's note. i'm a fanboy with a lot to learn.

Posted by Trisha De Gracia on 10/20/08 at 04:26 AM

THIS IS GORGEOUS! Really. + fav for sure, ugh, it makes me want to write more, and better. This is the kind of stuff I need to run across when I feel like there is nothing original anywhere. Simple, elegant, and vivid. Love it.

Posted by A. Paige White on 10/20/08 at 03:39 PM

Dr. C. is in and will seize you now...
as gripping as the grip of a Worthy poem...
Spectabulous as youSual, Darlin. Your writing gives me chisel bumps... ;-D

Posted by Melanie J Yarbrough on 10/21/08 at 03:15 PM

"there were no light and only the neon provided by the moment" so great. also, I always loved a well-placed "white hot"

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/21/08 at 07:42 PM

So it seems I'm not done with this one yet. The title - it's an address - brilliant.

Posted by Laurie Blum on 10/23/08 at 01:55 AM

I am very moved by this poem, it has taken me a while to figure out a comment that describes the echoing sadness in this piece. You always make me 'feel' a poem SK.

Posted by Anastasia Selby on 10/23/08 at 04:00 PM

I love the pace of this poem...

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