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Woman In The Wall

Words, like candy,
Linger reluctantly on my lips.
Taffy pulling on my tongue
So each syllable
Adheres itself
Ever-so-slightly, to the next.

(A slow process,
Showing my heart to you.)

Love is still
Only a whisper
In the back of my throat
Only a distant beggar
On the streets of my mind.
And I still can’t bring myself
To the windows in your eyes

My bell tower prodigy
You play my heart like strings.
From the very beginning,
You saw straight into me
(And made me stand, open, in the streetlight)

I’ll never forgive you
For looking on my nakedness
(When it makes me love you
Nonetheless
And sometimes
All the more.)

Words, like candy,
But I can’t make them sound as sweet…
…when you love
Despite my bitterness…..
I love in spite of me.

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On Saturday August 25th, 2007, melinoe (73) writes:

'I love in spite of me.' and so do we all. this flows like orange soda; beautiful.

On Friday August 17th, 2007, raskal (197) writes:

wonderful. beautifully expressed -'Only a distant beggar on the streets of my mind' -love that.

On Sunday July 29th, 2007, Aunty Depressant (752) writes:

I had to read this twice to really get the flavor. A subtle thing to capture, that apprehension...to attraction? to commitment...to false pretense?/fear from prior injury

On Sunday July 29th, 2007, Aunty Depressant (752) writes:

...so much easier to talk to those when you don't feel so enamored, but tongue tied and concerned of thoughts by another.

On Wednesday July 18th, 2007, Tonights Decision (174) writes:

like sugar coated venom in the veins. this truly stunningly bittersweet.

On Sunday July 15th, 2007, anth (1648) writes:

what i liked most about this was how it read, its voice, like.. a streetlight monologue

On Saturday July 14th, 2007, Err0r (602) writes:

Back and forth like a game of ping pong and it seems like the game ended in a draw. This is exquisite.

On Friday July 13th, 2007, stormtalk (920) writes:

cool title

On Friday July 13th, 2007, Nail Bunny (229) writes:

Wow... This is seriously amazing! I really love the story here and the portrayal you gave it.

On Friday July 13th, 2007, saintedmad (848) writes:

love.. shouldnt have to be this much work; we make it twist up; just turn, turn into something graceful, beautiful; i empathize with the ''bell tower prodigy'' [i too have that affliction]. wrenching wrought work; a voice breaking beyond all boundaries..

On Friday July 13th, 2007, King_Crazy_Dave (421) writes:

absolutely amazing. i am going to come back and give this a real comment soon. seriously. holy shit.

On Friday July 13th, 2007, Alanarchy (1627) writes:

ditto. Amazing work.

On Friday July 13th, 2007, Bella Butchery (1203) writes:

love this, and i love the ending... good wraps are hard to pull off, and i dig it when people hit it on the head. the only thing i can think to critique, is the word nakedness... maybe gaze my nudity? somehow, nudity just seem to fit better.

On Friday July 13th, 2007, saintedmad (848) writes:

disagree; nakedness implies a depth that nudity does not

On Sunday July 29th, 2007, Aunty Depressant (752) writes:

When I think naked, has shame or misconduct(as with my toddler thinking it hilarious to stir up neighbors bolting outside from tub) somehow implied, nudity evokes thought of art or truth exposed in beauty.

On Friday July 13th, 2007, Bella Butchery (1203) writes:

makes me want to rub your head ;)

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