I do not adhere
to your notions of winter.
I am neither spring nor fall.
I am not even summer
despite the diaphanous flames
that rise from my lattice-work like a mirage.
–
You cannot reduce me to lunar cycles.
You cannot collect me as a novelty.
You cannot determine me
divine me, grasp me without explicit consent.
–
I am not strange, only curious.
Serpent, apple-peddler,
do not tempt me with your wares.
I have seen and tasted much
and although I still hunger
I will not eat.
–
I could have loved you
in any conceivable way
it was normalcy
that failed us
the terrible need
to belong together
when we do not even belong sole.
–
My god the flowers are grinning,
swollen genitals obscene with pollen.
If only I was more audacious,
but I do not even have the nerve
to hear myself out.
–
None of these identities suit me
each one more beige than the next.
And the face in the mirror
is as vague as it is hideous.
Being her is exhausting,
all that swallowing and seething.
Who will mourn me when she has gone?
–
Quick write. I am very sleepy so I am sure there are some typos and grammatical errors I have overlooked.
mindlovemisery 
This is a brilliant quick write. It does have that slight randomness about it that comes from sleepy free verse, but it’s a fantastic poem and that first stanza is full of fantastic imagery.
‘I am not even summer
despite the diaphanous flames
that rise from my lattice-work like a mirage.’
I really loved that.
Wow thank you so much Carol!
You’re very welcome.
None of these identities suit me
each one more beige than the next.
And the face in the mirror
is as vague as it is hideous.
Being her is exhausting,
all that swallowing and seething.
Who will mourn me when she has gone?
Yves, one of your “quick and sleepy” writes will always be profoundly better than my wide awake slow writes.”
I so identify with the last stanza and the image in the mirror.
Excellent collage — excellent write.
Wow thank you so much for your beautiful compliments. Though I must disagree and say that you writing is truly fabulous =)
thank you! :):
A very striking write, I like how it reminded me of a proclamation. I loved this part:”I am not strange, only curious.
Serpent, apple-peddler,
do not tempt me with your wares.
I have seen and tasted much
and although I still hunger
I will not eat.”
Thanks so much Oloriel!
I had to reread this. I’m not sure which is better “one more beige than the other ” or “you can not determine me, divine me, grasp me without explicit consent ” Wonderfully done
Wow thank you Mark!
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