Love

I backed into the rusted blade of your love
And watched my self drip out of me
Forming a puddle at your feet

You, terrified of messes, simply soaked me up with a sponge
And wrung me out into the toilet
Flushing promptly

I am a big fan of atmosphere, so that is what I am after here. Happy Anniversary, dVerse Poets Pub!

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24 thoughts on “Love”

  1. Very raw and powerfull, I did tho read it in my head in sort of a ironic tone, a bit theatrical in a way. What I am trying to say is, it is not a one voice, one image piece, it is a very relatable,impacting poem 🙂

    1. Thanks, Oloriel. The image of backing into the blade kind of just came to me, and I built the rest around it. Glad it’s relatable and versatile.

  2. That’s what I call an unhealthy relationship! Sad, this kind of callousness can exist. Nicely done, the atmosphere came across in harsh clarity!

  3. Wow! That first line was awesome and you kept me riveted. Wish there had been more to read but, after the first line, I think flushed about said it. Watched myself drip out of me. I’ve had a feeling that fits those words. Painful and penned with such craft.

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