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I am what I can't forgive you for

by Trisha De Gracia

You'd nail me with ice in your eyes

-and a sting like the snap of a glove-

far less like the love you used to prefer

far more like installing the catheter

and I promised I'd make 'me' enough

I just needed to stuff

all your thrusts full of us

and to fuck your tough touch rough enough

not to hear what you mean when you call me a slut

or make me mistrust and mistake for affection

the smut you had smeared from my lips

to the holes that you'd bore in my guts.

.& so I gave up.
.& so we.
.& so we.
.give up.


Posted on 12/07/2008
Copyright © 2024 Trisha De Gracia

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/07/08 at 02:56 PM

Wonderfully vicious. I especially love those first couple of lines.

Posted by Nanette Bellman on 12/07/08 at 03:31 PM

wow Trisha. i wish i couldn't say "ive been there" but i can. this is so brutual and honest. very nicely done.

Posted by Aaron Michael on 12/08/08 at 03:36 AM

4th line. second stanza. wow.

Posted by Rachelle Howe on 12/11/08 at 02:53 AM

I'd like to put guitar to this.

Posted by Rachelle Howe on 06/15/11 at 01:50 PM

Droooool... Drool. I haven't gotten to slobber on you in a year. It's the ending, sweet pea, and it's so completely you.

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