Conversion To Irony

Posted: December 8, 2012 in Uncategorized
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i became the cigarette

just finished

a stub fallen

ash beneath your feet

i can curl my fingers

about yours

wishing to hold on,

yet i cannot

your scalpel tongue

has dissected each

to phalanges bone,

i am lead to a time

when i knew where

my footsteps went,

but with bourbon comfort

exact latitudes can be awry,

loosening grip

wishing yet again to feel

the cushioned curve of lips

on mine,

but that was gifted away,

i am on the obverse of the coin

the side that falls first

not to see the sun rising,

we will not be the lovers

crying to get older,

parted as strays banished

to territories fixed by hearts

and actions of the mind

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Comments
  1. Words and images are amazing in this.

  2. Tony says:

    There is so much to savour here, but I especially enjoyed these lines:

    i am lead to a time

    when i knew where

    my footsteps went,

    but with bourbon comfort

    exact latitudes can be awry,

  3. janehewey says:

    fantastic first person poem. tangible, tastable. really brilliant.

  4. Laurie Kolp says:

    Great opening and the bourbon comfort brings back memories.

  5. Nara says:

    Sharp words. They cut and burn and make me feel each slice of a a love being dismembered.

  6. Grace says:

    Lovely though poignant write…I like the coin falling first not to see the rising sun, and the lovers not growing old together ~

    • clawfish says:

      Grace thank you i love the sensation of just writing free posting then going out and seeing others ,Morning Weekends is brilliant i love the way we can express our selves any way enjoy the rest of weekend

  7. There’s a lot of pain, of a love not realised… I love the opening lines!

  8. tashtoo says:

    This hurts…the coin always falling your side down…the longing…I’ve learned my mind makes for a beautiful playground when the world tells me I can’t have what I want…I guess that’s where the pen comes in 😉 Really enjoyed this…

  9. brian miller says:

    some really great lines chris…i am on the obverse of the coin

    the side that falls first

    not to see the sun rising…are just cool description…and the the scalpel tongue slicing away at the fingers….dang….

  10. oh my…tight images in this…the becoming the cigarette, stub fallen ash beneath her feet..the observe of the coin, the side that falls first…ugh…raw emotions and pain..

  11. this is great Chris. I love the overall tone. The word choices are fantastic, the curl of fingers, the scalpel tongue, dissection, phalanges, bourbon comfort. really, really good write. Thanks for sharing tonight

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