Art By: Tara Minshull
My lips tighten
In graceful arcs
Like a scythe
I brandish your tongue
In self-defense
*
Too often I’ve forgiven
Too often you’ve forgotten
The conditions of apology
Another girl
Another drink
Another dream
Heel pressed
*
I couldn’t alter
The dimensions
Of your heart
So I made myself smaller
Seen and unseen
I altercate
Adjacent to actuality
*
A discursive expression
Of circuitous guilt
To what do I owe
This karma?
To what madness
Do I ascribe you?
*
She holds you between
Her thighs only
Soon enough
She’ll exhaust all possibility
And you’ll come
Knees to the pavement
Promises full of teeth
*
I was out of town today, really pressed for time and energy.
mindlovemisery 
Wow Yves, no matter the reason behind this, you have written a very powerful poem, I loved it.
Thank you so much!
I am with Michael – WOW and those last two lines, let alone the rest of seething – excellent darling. x
Thank you Jenny that is so sweet of you
humm… best work under pressure? Powerful!
Thanks Hector!
i have sucha problem with the addage forgive and forget…
i find it easier if we truly address the problem and not just try to
lipstick the pig and act like it did not happen…
the scythe of the mouth…nice imagery there…
I know what you mean Brian
“I made myself smaller”, remarkable, how many have done that? Love the honesty in your work, so real, so human.
Many people I’d wager, myself included. Thank you Lisa =)
Powerful and wonderful as your poems always are. Love the artwork.
Thank you Sara =)
“I couldn’t alter
The dimensions
Of your heart
So I made myself smaller
Seen and unseen
I altercate
Adjacent to actuality”
I relate to this stanza so, so much and I made this mistake for so many years. I’m happy to have moved beyond that destructive state.
I am so happy to hear that as well Bianca you are a strong woman =)