Friday, January 2, 2009

Tuesday Half Four



She prowled the off-green hallways

'Til she grew sheathed talons on her toes--

The tap dance ballerina of ward five,

Queen of cockroaches

Adored by the delusional.


"Oh come in, come in,

My gentleman caller," she croons to the

Frantic orderlies on the other side of the door, as she

Picks the Director's bones clean,

Crouching over him like the new-birthed phoenix

Of some unprescribed

Gasoline opera.

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10 comments:

Jannie said...

Wow, your got it poetically, Girl, that's for sure.

One flew over the cuckoo's nest.

Tracey-Ann said...

"Queen of cockroaches

Adored by the delusional."

What a wonderfully creative metaphor. I love your writing, Shay!

PS Thank you for letting me swipe "Leather and Lace" from your player, it's always been a favorite song of mine. I love Stevie Nicks.

Shrinky said...

Oooooh, dark and dangerous, not a woman to be messed with! I love it when you take us on a journey to the far side of your imagination.. it's a ride that never disappoints.

Gillian said...

why aren't you a scriptwriter?
I see the man who made Pan's Labyrinth directing and producing your writings...
scary!!!!!
xox

Mama Zen said...

This is just amazing.

Someday, I'll be adored by the delusional!

Riot Kitty said...

Awesome poem and pic as usual...

Fireblossom said...

Aw thanks, Jannie! One flew east, one flew west...

Oh, my pleasure, Tracey. I am a huge fan of hers as well, and that song especially!

Shrinky, the Director just patronized her one time too many. I don't think he'll do it again lol.

*running to look up Pan's Labyrinth on Netflix...*

Mama Zen, you already are!

Thanks, Riot Kitty! Hey watch where you point that machine gun! lol(LOVE that av!)

Grace DeWitt said...

EESH! She sounds like bad news!

Fireblossom said...

Well, only if someone tries to cramp her style, Grace!

C. Elizabeth said...

Fantastic images. I could see this and feel it somewhere in the pit of my stomach. Love fantasy... Good stuff :)