MARINA GIPPS

Rookie (Chicago, Illinois)

Hell With Three Dog Heads - Poem by MARINA GIPPS

Call of the night when you've finished
your wine. With the remaining song,
You can kiss me with the message

I've been saving inside
to create insomnia-a silent monster
looking down, perturbed with pity
and laughing at my miserable body.

My eyes narrow down to
Hell, you bring me up to
Heaven, you bring me down to
expect

what i cannot

expect:
you to kiss my
words with ways
people don't

expect. Love to me:
wildflower-madhouse.
I've not lost my mind
Yet, I shall,
I shall
lose it like pennies
without counting...

that meant big, dead beans
during the Depression
and the holes stayed
in sacred pockets.
You never went away.


Comments about Hell With Three Dog Heads by MARINA GIPPS

  • Ray Lucero (2/25/2006 9:08:00 AM)


    Marina,

    I'm having trouble with the syntax of this poem.
    'Pleese splain' this one Lucy?

    Ray
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 12, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 10, 2007


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