I lied to you,
it wasn’t quite how you imagine.
time-twisted shapes easily shift, as you know,
and I don’t mind at all
that weeks washed colour from your vivid pain.
It was that evening
when you combed my hair so gently
and your flaccid tongue in my mouth was as cold and dead as
a slug-fed fledgling.
you made my flesh crawl.


~ by Beeskiffle on September 29, 2009.

5 Responses to “lanterns”

  1. So powerful. like all of your writing. This one has a trick in it, the frist half makes you use your tongue carefully because of the correct diction required so the ending tongue reference just hits home in a big way, also you are a brilliant poet, the best I’ve ever met.

  2. The first word that comes to my mind is cyanide. Not for any other reason but for being the only thing I could think of which was as powerful in a small dose as this verse.

  3. So very vivid and heartfelt.

  4. those last three lines ..

    yes … that’s how it was … i thought it must be me

    omg …

    so very

    stupid not to get away sooner ….

    thank you .. this is brilliant and i don’t feel so alone in my perceptions ..

  5. actually re-reading this i suddenly found a different interpretation altogether .. a really really tragic one and felt cruel about my first knee-jerk response …

    what if this was someone very ill, maybe dying, who for a moment was able to try and imitate what had been before … revolting though it was … *sigh

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