Sunday, March 30, 2008

Decade (Or Ten Years of Knowing)

The thin skin of your passion
is at times impenetrable.
The pricks and prods become
me and are now my fashion.

And in the closet of your thoughts
bruises and burns leave you wild and spent.
I sit and wait for you to see
what your being for me has wrought.

You think and deconstruct your “us”
while I live and breathe it quietly, out loud.
If you think “us” away then all will be well,
save the shredded souls running with puss.

What then when I know what you do (will) not?
That the links that bind us will tighten and cut.
That the taste and scent will sharpen and beckon.
That all this time you have needed what you have fought.

T.S.Snowden

be safe and be true and know that karma sometimes carries with her a pleasant gift in return for all the wonderful things you have given...
Not YOU though, you're still a deadbeat and you still owe me money, you can keep the impotent explanation.
I love you all dearly.....

6 comments:

Don said...

karma sometimes carries with her a pleasant gift in return for all the wonderful things you have given...

lol

you think and deconstruct your "us."

all this time you have needed what you have fought.

I'm seriously stumped here. But these two lines seem to stick out the most. Sounds like you are talking about a man and a family?

Femigog said...

I am talking about a man but about how that man thinks heavily about the relationship and then tries to pick it apart. Only to realize in the end that it was what he wanted all along....
It isnt about me, it was based on a theme for a poetry magazine called Laurels.

thanks for coming to check me out Don. I gotta get back into the groove of checking in on my blog family!

Don said...

No problem, femigog. Thanks for replying. Take your time. Blogging will be here.

I went back and re-read the nice piece after your definition. I see what you were getting @. That's something when a man does that, only to conclude that it WAS what he always felt it WASN'T.

God save us (men). lol.

Tha L said...

hey momma...where you at? hope all's well. i love this piece, deep and thoughtful.

Luke Cage said...

You never fail to stimulate the senses lady F. After reading again what you had written, and then the foreword with Don, it impacted on me even harder. Missin' ya luv. Hurry back and hit me up too..

Mizrepresent said...

Hey Femi, been missing you around these parts...love this piece, my favorite..

You think and deconstruct your “us”
while I live and breathe it quietly, out loud.
If you think “us” away then all will be well,
save the shredded souls running with puss.

Dayum gurl...that was something.