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Even Hitler had a girlfriend

by Jolie Jordan

You ask how I know.
Because.

For months,
I slept in my bones
next to someone
with a wasps nest of a mouth.

Everything that came out
was honey. Lovely at first.

(Sticky,
sweet, lies.)

I've since buried
the sheets
we once shared,
instead of my head.

And I am awake now.

I still wonder how you sleep at night, though.

..Warm?
..Do your lies tuck you in?

I am almost certain if this God
you've claimed to have found
forced you to play dominos,
lining up every untruth you ever told

your black & white painted bricks
would shadow each other (for Miles.)

05/05/2016

Posted on 05/05/2016
Copyright © 2024 Jolie Jordan

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/10/16 at 02:29 PM

Love the imagery in that second stanza and especially the dominos shadowing each other for miles.

Posted by John Harder on 05/15/16 at 01:37 PM

I never thought anger could be this beautiful.

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 05/16/16 at 10:21 PM

Searing...Eva Braun, had she been even a little bit self-aware, could not have written it any better!

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