Home Game Week 37- Broke the Mode

[m_malcontent]

You say I’m a drunk

I can’t argue that

Not when my breath peels

Your public façade

I crawl smiling over the broken glass

Because I know this too shall pass

And I won’t care about your carefully tousled hair

Or your marble-peach ass

You slapped my face with earnest, willful pride

Then put your calves on my shoulders that I might go deeper inside

You put on

Comments

[halfshellvenus]

This sounds like one a non-fiction entry, a fiancee that never made it to the altar stage.

Sad for everytone involved, except for the CheaterPants guy she took up with. :(

[myrna_bird]

Good to read you again my friend! It makes me think. Everyone has a different way of coping with life. Sometimes lashing out helps to purge the anger for a while.

[whipchick]

You remind me of these two songs -

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKCYiLi8kBo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wRP6egIEABk

Very raw, and terribly sad.

[pixiebelle]

I'm not usually into poetry or this style of writing, but what I always like about you is your style. You don't hold back. You don't mince words. I love how you are willing to tell it like it is, even in poetry style. You have your own unique style and I like it.

[sweeny_todd]

I meant to comment on this a little while ago... this is just one of the reasons you have been one of my favourite writers.