What if I were splayed out,
mostly naked,
on your bedroom floor,
my hair creeping off my head
like tentacles,
what would you do?
Ask for an encore?
What if we had fought
and I had died?
Then what?
Would you kiss me back to life
or let me be?
Which would I want?
I’ve no idea.
What if my wrists could run red,
just for a moment,
just to feel what it would look like,
and I gazed up at you
and you ground your keys
into my skull?
Would we find happiness then?
Or just a lull.
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shrinks arent cheap 
Why don’ you let anyone be in a bad mood? Dam it.
I am smiling again reading you….is happiness
I am laughing because the mood I wrote this in was SO the opposite of happiness! ; )
ahem…now read as though you wrote my comment for yourself…then will it make sense?
Damn it! Why does a commenter finally apply sarcasm and I have to miss it. : (
Sufi…you dont miss anything…nor anyone…
And I’m only half-drunk…
The one Sufi who is truly High on Life says “She is Half Drunk?”
Ah! the modesty!
One and a Half Drunk Sufi? Good Title…Full in life half on Merlot…There s no hangover for you. Such virtues are left for the lost souls Sufi
Hangovers as virtues, I like that…
sensual anger.
would you care if he would care?
Hah. Are we in the same relationship? Loved. I am not sure mine would even call 911.
Wouldn’t surprise me if we were. 911? When he’s got a shovel?
Much easier to do it himself, after all. Yep. Same relationship.
I would bathe and bind your wounds, pick you up and take you to the nearest inn. I would lay you gently in the bed of the grandest suite. You could get some sleep and have a better perspective the next day. Don’t worry, I shall pass through town again and change your bandages. —— E
Those goddamn beautiful Samaritans.
….Interesting…
Encore!
Your wish is my command…
Girl you are like a poetry machine! Much respect!
thanks. the poems are incessant lately.
Hey if they appear in your head, you’d better write them down! 🙂
I assure you, they force me to!
Amazing. I love how it starts off rather sensual and ends with a oddly cutting tone.
thanks, yes, that’s how I felt.
Very well written… Expression comes alive in your words…
thank you so much.
aw, there you go again, shooting pool with the fundamental elements of nature! 😉
And there you go again, with your splendid comments!
“just to feel what it would look like”
There you go… making my mind do little summersaults!
that’s my thing!
I forgot, and you didn’t seem to notice (bitch), but the title of my post, “Look, see the smell!” was a dedication to your skill in this field of oddity 😉
Sorry, that’s supposed to be “Look, hear the smell!”
Someone is SAUCY this morning. Don’t act like all your posts aren’t dedicated to me now, cuz we both know they are.
Eeeek, i thought the curtains were fully drawn! I feel so naked 😉
I would apologize if I were sorry… ; )
No you wouldn’t
Well, maybe not actually to your FACE!
🙂
Very good!
VERY!
thank you!
powerful words, as always , well done!
thank you so much.