Mandolyn ...

our playlist is on the right track

i still think of you
a tree in your hand, stabbing the eye of the moon
making it blink,
winking at me
to prove it pays attention.

it's always good-bye when i'm just about to
lay out lunch, fizzy drinks, fresh linens, sheet music
in case you feel up to tapping your feet,
letting your arm seizure against the sound hole
the way i breathe when you ring the bell three times

if we die separately, me on a pillow,
you in front of a wheel
and the other side says only one can enter
don't push me and say 'too late'
don't you dare fight against my pulse
or agitate my spirit

we might be stitched together then
by some awful bright dream- it will hurt our names
and cause blisters to form on our words,
but i still think of you
and it's not getting better, it's not going to therapy-
the door still sticks
every time i kick and use new muscles
your voice, your hands folded behind your head,
that outside smile, bringing in wood,
a sort of sea dust hiding behind your legs

confusing my response to us, do i
open myself and pull...
or remain with my ear to the wall?
it's dry and insulated with your 'hey'
-i hear you say it
over and over
you're in the way, you're always in the way,
and i'm afraid you might accidentally move.

Submitted: Saturday, August 02, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Topic of this poem: friendship

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  • Silver Star - 7,886 Points Daniel Brick (8/2/2014 11:08:00 PM)

    I lost count on how many of your poems I've read but it must be about 20. Enough for me to sense your VOICE (as writer teachers put it) and the ways you handle imagery and the ways you pace the delivery of content (very often with breathtaking speed WHOOOSH) . I could describe your style in this poem, which touches on things, drops them suddenly, picks up something else, drops it - you get my drift-I LOVED READING THIS POEM TWICE - I lived it, I felt it in my bones and sinews- That's what you need to hear from an enthusiastic reader. (Report) Reply

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