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skin of your teeth (marathon edition)
by Steven Kenworthyin talking to God about this,
i told myself,
it’s time to stop touching you. touching you, touching you, touching you.
it’s time to stop thinking of touching you.
it’s time to stop dreaming, dreaming,
hoping, wishing, dreaming,
hopingimaginingdreamingvisualizing
myself in the same room the same area the same tight space as in the same
mindtelevisionset turning up the brushing volume
of the sound of my fingers sliding against
your soft skin of the sound of my fingers
rubbing,creating friction,making prints,pressing&sliding
against your heaven skin that i’d better not sweat not sweater not tshirt not clothing not teddy,
bare skin
create sweat against, breathe pink against
create condensation against my breath my marathon breathing responsible
for beads of 26 miles of steamed perspiration trickling,running,sprinting, slicking, sliding
wrecklessly off of parts of you onto me slipping
from one glazed figure to the next glossed i’d better figure out work it out flat out worked out,
figure out how to stop this transferring,thinking,dreaming,hoping,
wishingimaginingvisualizing, sensationalizing, sensationailizing, the
shaking &trembling must soon be controlled or remotely we’re on an island remote
out of control i’m rattled and you’re shaking hard bargain easy does it
body resting between numb now,tingling&twitching you hovering shimmering
over me your burning control over me is unforgiving girl sauna blazing
blistering the sky, my eyes my hands my lips my mouth my pulse my
blood is everywhere because the battle is forever forever
ongoing we’re still going it has to stop, it never stops, i have to stop
i have to stop i have to stop i have to stop i have to stop i have to stop
the fresh imagery is too fresh mouths minty fresh dress less dressed get dressed
this time i’ll resist seconds ahead of crossing lines i’m sinking sin ships
just in time to put the cool calm collected clothes back over my cotton laced
bricklayed frame walk away, pray, say not today, pray thank you God today,
not today.
03/11/2010 Author's Note: www.kenworthypoetry.com...finally up!
Posted on 03/11/2010
Copyright © 2024 Steven Kenworthy
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Sarah Wolf on 03/11/10 at 12:49 PM The first line is my favorite. I have always liked the mentioning of speaking with God. I think because it is a personal opening of a door into a person's soul. To mention his name brings an immediate response in the mind that one has became humble and venerable. Not many single words do that. Second... the repetition that has always been so natural to you is perfect in this piece... it helps amplify the feeling of addiction to your lover. Third... still no lack of character in this.... Descriptions are masterful such as "against your heaven skin that i’d better not sweat not sweater not tshirt not clothing not teddy, bare skin". I hate that you must have felt such a suffering but it produced "a most beautiful poem". I like this... I like it allot. Such a straight and honest piece of one's feelings. Not trying to hide. Beautiful work Kenworthy. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 03/11/10 at 02:44 PM How IS it, you write what I live? You know, I think you could list the ingredients in a breakfast cereal and it would captivate my imagination as well as you capture my reality. I'm serious. ahhhhh... "girl sauna". The tip of your pen is steaming, Worthy. |
| Posted by Charlotte Smith on 03/12/10 at 04:50 AM I love the stream of consciousness, where you don't compromise the feeling by trying to fit it into a grammatical sentence. The poem's believable, perfectly describes what too many of us know so intimately... the desperation comes across, but in a clever way. I like this. Well done. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/12/10 at 11:45 PM Holy intensity, SK, man, you're going to burn the place down!! Loved the barely controlled out-of-control and this ending - "i’m sinking sin ships
just in time to put the cool calm collected clothes back over my cotton laced
bricklayed frame walk away, pray, say not today, pray thank you God today,
not today." whew.....
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| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/14/10 at 06:50 PM WOW Ken, this is FAB! I love the incessant fervor of it all, how your words, thoughts, mind tricks stick to the page, how it engages the reader, feeding on morsels of your thought patterns, feeding desire into the eyes that feast upon your bountiful page...a pleasure to read you again and again, peace, jewels |
| Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 03/15/10 at 10:48 AM *loves it* but i'm tired of telling you how good you are. so, yeah. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 03/15/10 at 01:42 PM I cannot add more to the accolades already posted. Another stellar piece Steven ... love the flow. |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 03/15/10 at 08:59 PM This masterpiece I wish I had written. What a great ride, not since Avatar have I been pounded into a better human being. Dang! Wow! Thank you, man, Sco ... |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 03/17/10 at 04:54 AM this is amazing Sk, I absolutely love it. It makes me feel it, which is awesome. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/19/10 at 04:06 PM You write astonishingly like seratonin and reuptake inhibitors firing and never missing ;) |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 04/01/10 at 06:48 AM congrats on POTD!! |
| Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 04/01/10 at 07:17 AM congrats on potd. you're a rock star. |
| Posted by Sophia Grace on 04/01/10 at 03:39 PM how is it that you never fail to take my breath away? it's just perfect. to say anything else would fail to do it justice. |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 04/01/10 at 07:07 PM Glad to see this as POD!! |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 04/01/10 at 10:35 PM Congrats! POTD!! Nice work!! |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/02/10 at 01:27 AM Congrats on POTH11 EXCELLENT work! |
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