Friday, April 5, 2013

#5 You are so Vein. NaPoWriMo

You are so vein
You whipping about vascular spectaculars
I've been brought to my knees.
In knots. Tussles with muscles
You see, I'm not this cloud of energy
But a bag of tricks
Sticks, stones, bones
A corporeal corpus
She says .. You are shaking.
my is skin stitched
Cheap dress seams look chic next to my shake
String run through
Tied in knots.
I'm held together by frail things
Like tears and tomorrows.

1 comment:

  1. That first line sets the poem up with a laugh, feeling rather tongue-in-cheek and sarcastic, but that quickly melts away into the poem's true tone, one of frustration and sadness. An effective transition reflecting the natural progression of human moods.