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[feathered]

Mayakovsky

1
My heart’s aflutter!
I am standing in the bath tub
crying. Mother, mother
who am I? If he
will just come back once
and kiss me on the face
his coarse hair brush
my temple, it’s throbbing!

then I can put on my clothes
I guess, and walk the streets.

2
I love you. I love you,
but I’m turning to my verses
and my heart is closing
like a fist.

Words! be
sick

Comments

[goingofthings]

I relate very much to 4 right now.. thank you for posting that.. it's always nice to find words that describe what you are feeling.

[feathered]

It was the last section that got me, too, and I thought for a brief moment about only posting that section, but I do so hate to break up a poem, and I love the second part as well. But yes. "waiting for the catastrophe of my personality / to seem beautiful again." Oh, Frank.

[goingofthings]

that was the line that grabbed me. It was so... exact it took my breath away: it's been a long time since a poem has been able to do that.

[dandelion]

This reminds me of a writer I found on deviantart recently:
http://queenhrosie.deviantart.com/art/Letters-Found-Hidden-91993679

I'm not sure I like everything she produces; some of it seems as though she's being deliberately abstract and controversial for the sake of it, but I did like that one.

[anandimide]

xoxoxo