at the bottom of a tea cup,
hidden in the fold of a newspaper,
tucked under the curve of your lover's breast.
Go ahead, scream;
it's your perfect right.
Those trapped in nightmares are paralyzed.
"You sustain me," is a sibilant statement,
often sincerely lisped by those with lipstick on their teeth.
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Another Flash 55 for my BFF.
This is sharp as a fang. You reveal something we don;t want to think about--that we live surrounded by vague and hidden threats, by concealed pointy objects or mysterious sonic waves or undetectable gases...I especially love the last line of the first stanza--no telling what you might find there. Thanks for the double shot, and for the Steely Dan blast from the past.
ReplyDeleteSlice of nightmare?
ReplyDeleteSharks can’t stop swimming. And I can’t keep up with your brilliance! I’ll go ahead and concede that much. You are chumming and churning these poetry waters just with dipping in one little toe
ReplyDelete"'You sustain me,' is a sibilant statement"
ReplyDeleteYou are a brilliant poet. What you did in the first stanza is a perfect illustration of why I love your poetry so much. You word it just so, not just saying what you're saying, but carefully hiding what you're hiding --- guiding me gently to unwrap the layers and masterfully crafted suggestions, moments later offering the intangible gift of revelation.
Loved the poem , as well as the comments! Very cool.
ReplyDeleteI often wake up screaming... now I know why
ReplyDeleteWhere you find these pics I don't know, but this one is perfectly hilarious.
ReplyDeleteNote to self: I do have a right to scream - no more holding back.
Ha - and explains why I am resistant to doing laundry.
ReplyDeletePerfect.
ReplyDeleteLove the close - my teeth need wiping...
Anna :o]