Friday, January 26, 2007

on the way to the heart

click to buy me



let her be
the thorn in your side

the tundra
and your decline

fall asleep
in the jungle

with your shoelaces
dutifully untied

and her hair
unraveling your dreams

to a kiss
of such magnitude

of such
a repugnant dissonance

or a riddle
you heard the answer to first

when she asks you
for the perfect question

4 comments:

arch.memory said...

:)
This has such a simple lyrical quality, yet it's suffused with enough grandeur to make it just so terse. It reminds me of poetry I loved when I was younger, that easy quick rhythm, the short tight couplets... Nice!

arch.memory said...

PS: I love that teddy bear (or whatever these things are called). I still don't see the poem in it, but I love it independently, carrying its heart on its sleeve--quite literally!

ozymandiaz said...

such lyrical dissfunction
messy a painful
in a dutiful kind of way
relinquishing to the inclination for dissaster.

that bear thing is just friggin' scary, especialy the heart shaped hole revealing the brains...

i'm guessing there in lies the correlation to the poem. bound and gagged, all but prostrated...

Russell Ragsdale said...

Contrasts are certainly one way to keep poems about love honest. I really started to flow with this one - it has a lot of music to it.