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"whirlpooling" poems
She says Let's go Live in a big city And make art and change the world. She can say this; she is art. But my hands are bound With ***** hair; They cannot make. He says Come, run with me We will live on the beach And watch films and all will be love. He can say this; he is love. But my heart is strapped With suds that wrap 'round it; I cannot love. They say They are leaving To live on the hills And sit and think about life. They can do this; they are life. But mine is whirring and swirling And whirlpooling In a black drain. Mother says Get a good job, and marry someone Who thinks like you and earns like you, Eat, and breed, so your rabbits, too, Can eat. She can say this; she has bred, and earned, and eaten. But I am held By threads that catch And tear on the jagged edges of my body: Shoulders and eyebrows (sinking and rising, in submission and rebellion). Apartments constrict and choke; Beaches drown me; Hills are voyeurs with sharp surveillance; And mansions Have golden bars, that cling too tight. For now though — Shampoo, soap, drain, dry — Monotony holds comfort And museless function runs the key that jolts me Onwards.
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Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 9:55 AM UTC
crepuscule
Shower Thoughts
She says Let's go Live in a big city And make art and change the world. She can say this; she is art. But my hands are bound With ***** hair; They cannot make. He says Come, run with me We will live on the beach And watch films and all will be love. He can say this; he is love. But my heart is strapped With suds that wrap 'round it; I cannot love. They say They are leaving To live on the hills And sit and think about life. They can do this; they are life. But mine is whirring and swirling And whirlpooling In a black drain. Mother says Get a good job, and marry someone Who thinks like you and earns like you, Eat, and breed, so your rabbits, too, Can eat. She can say this; she has bred, and earned, and eaten. But I am held By threads that catch And tear on the jagged edges of my body: Shoulders and eyebrows (sinking and rising, in submission and rebellion). Apartments constrict and choke; Beaches drown me; Hills are voyeurs with sharp surveillance; And mansions Have golden bars, that cling too tight. For now though — Shampoo, soap, drain, dry — Monotony holds comfort And museless function runs the key that jolts me Onwards.
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Two floating soap bubbles Swirling in a foggy haze they fumble Gliding quietly they synchronize and lock in orbit Eager skin is tickled before fingers finally forfeit Warm swaying hips close-in leaving no holes Whirlpooling rhythm out and in their control Spontaneous giggles cause they don't mind at all Circling until sopping and just before satisfied Deep swallows engulf; They, Pop! Ahhh, sssllliiddde.
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Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 11:21 AM UTC
Naladandelion
Dancing in the Bathtub
Two floating soap bubbles Swirling in a foggy haze they fumble Gliding quietly they synchronize and lock in orbit Eager skin is tickled before fingers finally forfeit Warm swaying hips close-in leaving no holes Whirlpooling rhythm out and in their control Spontaneous giggles cause they don't mind at all Circling until sopping and just before satisfied Deep swallows engulf; They, Pop! Ahhh, sssllliiddde.
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