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My Love Was An Engine Who Kept Going In Reverse
by Jared OrlandoI loved her because she tasted like metal
Her body was a pile of old rusted car parts
When you are used to nothing but honey
You start begging for kisses tart and bitter
I found her tucked away in a scrapyard
One arm reaching out through the rubble
It was her bent smile and broken eyes
The chips and scrapes of polish on her nails
She shook off a year of dust in a second
And with her lips parted and cracked
Her hair dropping about her clavicle bones
I studied her like an auto repair manual
I laid her down lighter than carbon fiber
My fingers dancing on her leather skin
She was putting herself together slowly
Finally comfortable not being in neutral 05/08/2014 Posted on 05/08/2014
Copyright © 2024 Jared Orlando
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/09/14 at 01:06 AM Great! Almost seems like a steal from EE Cummings. I like it. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/09/14 at 03:01 PM My husband, not a poet, would even love this one. Great first line. Having walked through many a wrecking yard, this is a classic. Favorite line - "I laid her down lighter than carbon fiber." |
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