the pain is like candy isn’t it?
sugary
addictive
embedded in the bloodstream
a cavity causing joy fest
i offer alternative sweetness
it’s entertaining & thrilling for moments
it doesn’t make your teeth or soul rot
but
it’s not the real thing now is it?
you need to feel that sharp shooting pain
the aches
let you know you’re alive
the drama is like a six-course meal
i’m only a snack
tear off the wrapper and devour me
so tasty just like butterscotch dipped in chocolate
you shake with such wanting
you love me fully
totally
before i dissolve and exit your system
then i’m gone
your hunger is never sated with my kind of cuisine
i’m pate, lobster, beef wellington, snails and a 25 thousand dollar bottle of wine
you long for 3 day-old nuked mcdonald’s
i can’t compete
their fries are killer i must admit
so down that glass of overly sweet kool-aid
pack your lunch pail with ramen noodles
steady your face for the slap
bend over for the fuck without the foreplay or the grease
adoring eyes only see your manufactured happiness
you frame it oh so well
in your lonely only hours
music tinkers
lights are dim
your eyes drip
drops hit the floor
your boots head to the door
travel down the hall
opens the closet
you reach up
and uncover your secret stash
of me
i hate you
but i can’t blame you for familiar
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oh Tameka, that’s one great way to pull me out of the mud… it’s so comfortable there at times… I’d gladly take that alternative… so what is it again? Geez… 😛
Hi Melissa. I hear you girl. I was wondering how you guys would interpret this one. What do you think I’m talking about here? Could it be love, parental relationships, sobriety, eating issues? Hmmm…
Yes, at times we KNOW we need the alternative, but we stay with the familiar because it’s just so… Damn familiar. 🙂
sounds like the peace we feel when alone, when we have left the drama and pain of those relationships that hurt us to the soul but come wrapped in a wonderful sameness that is hard to walk away from!!!
Jim, I love your take on this. I would have to agree. Thanks for your presence as always dear gentleman. 🙂
Wow. It reads like love, sounds like a racing heart and leaves a bittersweet aftertaste. I dig it. I feel it.
Hi Maureen! Thanks so much for visiting. I truly appreciate your comments. Please do come back again. 🙂
‘I hate you but can’t blame you for familiar’, love these lines…your poem is beautiful.
Thanks my dear Sulekha! That line is a killer. Personally I think hate is a strong word and I try not to ever use it, but it worked best there in that line. Glad you liked it. 🙂
this is deep-i like how you randomly talk about various subjects but end with the one thing they all have in common which is that their familiar.
Melissa.
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Thanks Melissa! Looking back on this poem, it has an even different meaning for me as we have lost Amy Winehouse. It seems that perhaps her familiar is the reason she is gone. ;-(
I chose her song for this because it fit the mood, but maybe on some level I knew we were losing her. Artists connect on many different planes sometimes.