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Konrad's Qualms

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Konrad’s Qualms

Jake always did have a way
of sneaking into Konrad’s thoughts,
never content that they were brothers,
always in denial
that they shared the same parents,
as Jake was that much better looking,
stronger,
not necessarily wiser

always wanting to battle the male
they had to call dad,
drunkard that he was.

Nausea was wearing thin as the sun
grew overhead into a hot ball
of Jake’s recalled contempt,
how he had flamed at Konrad
after the rescue.

As hot as the flames from that tired,
worn-down truck wrapped around the tree
had been,
the flames from Jake’s ire had scalded
Konrad worse
then the flames that had raked over their dad,

but Konrad persevered
the ambulance had been called
the man they called dad
lived…

and nothing changed.

A behind-the-eyeball lance
scored its target, and Konrad fell to the bed
after having searched the
rented room for a stray
match,
and as the migraine began in earnest,
he swore,
thinking that the flame behind
his eyes
could incinerate the certificate
if he could only pull it out.

The decision to reveal
the offending document was
still riding the qualms
of his boyhood,

and he deigned to resolve his wavering
by the time he could
sit up again.

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (02-12-2003 10:50 AM).]

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(chuckling) death is death.... and now... hints ...


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'A behind-the-eyeball lance
scored its target, and Konrad fell to the bed
after having searched the
rented room for a stray
match,
and as the migraine began in earnest,
he swore,
thinking that the flame behind
his eyes
could incinerate the certificate
if he could only pull it out.

The decision to reveal
the offending document was
still riding the qualms
of his boyhood,

and he deigned to resolve his wavering
by the time he could
sit up again.'

I'll get him a pillow and a percocet, he'll be fit to continue shortly!  You're really good at this torment thing Kari.  Had a lot of practice?  
Janet Marie
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As hot as the flames from that tired,
worn-down truck wrapped around the tree
had been,
the flames from Jake’s ire had scalded
Konrad worse
then the flames that had raked over their dad,

but Konrad persevered
the ambulance had been called
the man they called dad
lived…

and nothing changed.

===========================


LOL@Duncan.....

hints....yes....poetic pieces of the puzzle as Konrads mind unwinds for us....

OK...its almost lunch time....
ya can chew and write at the same time, right?
Dark Angel
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4 posted 05-10-2004 05:24 PM       View Profile for Dark Angel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dark Angel

Sighhh, wonderful Karilea

M xx

The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colours, but the sea, does not change.
~Stevie Nicks~

 
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