Paperdolls
She put her gypsy
slipper
down in his
devil's dance,
drank from an
indigo dipper
the shaman spit of
trance.
His jesuitical
jive
was the music that
kept her alive;
in each mask she
put crosswise
her own wash denim
eyes,
then cut paperdoll
lovers apart
from the thin
parchment skin
of a roadkill
heart.
~March 2013
55 flat dolls in a chain for the g-man
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A story in a poem.
ReplyDeleteA poem of 55 words.
A story of 55 words.
A perfect syllogism!
A tad beyond my realm of true understanding, but most of your stuff is way over my head anyway.
Be that as it may, it flowed beautifully, and the idea was very Hedge-Like.
Loved your Papercut 55
Thank you so much for this deep and cool story/poem. You Rock Baby.
Have a Kick mAss Week-End
Hey, I'd explain it to ya, but it's way over my head too--just don;t date musicians, you'll be okay, and continue to enjoy much ass-kicking on weekends.
DeleteJENGA!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat was gorgeous
ReplyDelete"the music that kept her alive"
ReplyDeleteIs there really anything else worth writing about?
damn...cut the frigging paperdoll lovers apart from the skin of a roadkill heart...makes me kind of think of voodoo dolls you know...enchanting rhythm in this hedge...
ReplyDeleteThis has a lovely cadence, especially the first four lines. Another poem that begs to be read aloud and set to music. No, on second thought, forget the music. It needs none.
ReplyDeletevery cool. especially like lines 3-5--indigo dipper,shaman spit,trance,and the end --roadkill heart--wonderful.k.
ReplyDeleteGreat mysticism at the centre of this.
ReplyDeleteQuite the dance ! Great- thanks!
ReplyDeletewonderful rhythm and flow to these words
ReplyDeleteevery line is a gem
alas i have no idea what they mean
Cheers!
JzB
ZING - roadkill heart! Wow, this is lovely and brutal Joy.
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