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Another person lives in me.
Someone I never knew existed.
She carries a knife--
Cuts my friends, family--
Hurts people.
I fight with her;
Try to restrain her,
Keep her in her iron cage
Where she lived before I knew her.
I try to keep her chained and gagged;
Try to keep her veiled from sight.
But I never knew how strong she'd become;
Stronger every day,
Her knife sharper.
She will no longer be caged, chained, hidden.
She shrugs these things off with ever greater ease
I must become strong as well,
Build my cage out of stronger stuff.
Force her to wear a leash.
Not an easy task.
She is already too strong.
-8 March, 1999
7 responses total.
I told Julie I relate. I interpreted it as she intended to express herself, but she has told me already that she has gotten several different interpretations. She has somewhat of a little following, because she is quite unabashed about sharing her work. This one has been well appreciated so far.
I like this, very slick my one suggestion: let her out, just keep a tazer handy
Oo. Joe, that sounds kinky!
<rotfl>
my only suggestion would be to strike the line, "Hurts people." in the first stanza.
Why for?
I kinda like the sound of the stanza without it, I guess... it seems a little redundant to my ears. "of course cutting hurts," is the thought that first zipped across the backs of my eyeballs. *shrug* if you like it, leave it; it's not a huge deal whether it's there or not. (I'm just over critical, don't mind me.)
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