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criss cross

love 
and fear
chase me 
up mahogany staircases

in a full film noir
monochromatic
stiletto'd double step
sprint

a sack of groceries
an open mouth
a french baguette
a lusty tongue

do I take flight 
to the roof
or jump
risking the landing

the bag rips at the seams
i'm mindful of the eggs
precious, few
expensive

I know love 
will stay
for tea
and anecdotes

but fear demands
bourbon
and 
bondage

i turn the key
my pursuers
greet me
at the door, hungry

i fry an egg
a perfect,
unbroken sun
love smiles

fear
stabs the light
with a crust
of dry bread

i realize 
now that i've fed them
they'll never 
leave me


Rene ~ October 4, 2012

Comments

  1. ha rene...what an intriguing cacophony of images, that flow really well together actually my fav parts are...

    love will stay
    for tea
    and anecdotes

    fear demands
    bourbon
    and bondage

    i could easily see you up the stairs with the disingrating bag of groceries...and breakfast is good anytime...smiles.

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  2. This has wicked flow and great attitude. It creates a world of its own, full of magic and mayhem. Very enjoyable, thanks.

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  3. HA!
    Having just finished reading the Shades of Gray Trilogy, I felt like I was reading a snippet, poetically designed. Rene... what have you been reading?! ;-)

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  4. Kim, I've never read that series...but thanks:)
    This was actually inspired by a snagged pair of nylons. The snag was ladder like and reminded me of window blind shadows... The kind that are in film noir classics. Inspiración can come from anywhere!

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  5. "a sack of groceries
    an open mouth
    a french baguette
    a lusty tongue"

    Exciting and strangely erotic, great pacing and use of language. Those precious eggs too!

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  6. oh love this one, Rene. especially the phrases Brian picked out. yowza, very nice! c'mon over for some tea & anecdotes. anytime.

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  7. I so enjoyed this...the stilettos, the eggs, the alibi......great stuff!

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  8. What wonderful images here!! Wonderful stanzas. Really like this one:

    a sack of groceries
    an open mouth
    a french baguette
    a lusty tongue

    Really good writing!

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