(Warning: Gross, Disturbing Halloween Poetry)
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I knew an odd man
Posted in -all posts-, strange people, tagged black humor, creepy, dead bodies, disturbing, gross stuff, Halloween, Halloween poetry, poetry, scary on October 15, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I’ll Be a Witch
Posted in -all posts-, strange people, tagged cat lady, cats, crazy cat lady, death, grief, Halloween, hermits, holidays, loneliness, misanthropes, misanthropy, mourning, poetry, recluse, sad poem, Victorian houses, witch, witches on October 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I’ll be like a bundle of cornstalks leaning
In the corner of a peeling porch in the fall.
My rough rope of hair will swing at my bare feet,
Sweeping the old Victorian planks like a broom-child
Mimicking its mama that I swing in my shagbark
Childish hands. Sniffles won’t know which old
Clump of dusty dried cornstalks to pounce [...]
Fasting
Posted in -all posts-, strange people, tagged anorexia, anorexia nervosa, beliefs, Christ, Christianity, eating disorder, eating disorders, Faith, fast, fasting, food, Jesus, Mary, pregnancy, religion, spirituality, weird on June 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Pregnancy shrinks my belly. Out of the jagged-edged, metallic, car-horn bleating of crowds, my child makes a chapel whose floor is a moss of silence. Here I sit and listen to him peacefully gurgle until he sleeps.
Mary, I have chosen him. Choice keeps him alive. I protect him from jealous delicacies [...]
Madame Histrionia
Posted in -all posts-, strange people, tagged abuse, adultery, histrionic, histrionic personality disorder, Humor, jealousy, lookism, Love, love addiction, love obsession, mental illness, obsession, poetry, psychology, rants, romance, sex, sexuality, suspicion, woman, women on May 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Why should I wonder when you’ll reply
when wonder is costly
and I can have your blessings for cheap?
Stone walls can answer anything I ask.
Why should I wonder where you are
when wonder is costly
and I can have your blessings for free?
Water can stroke my face.
Why should I wonder how I’ve repulsed you
when wonder is costly
and I can [...]
