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Open Poetry #48

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Huan Yi
Member Ascendant

since 2004-10-12

Posts 6688
Waukegan

0 posted 2013-05-07 10:23 AM

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This box of a house
The junk filled room
And you lying there
With such badly dyed hair

Somehow it doesn’t matter
To me that I hate being here
And what do five pounds
Of uncooked half eaten hot dogs
Have to do with anything at all

Your husband who I never met before
Stands in what I suppose passes for
The living room silently glowering
Making me feel as guilty as I know
We are

Still in love despite ourselves
The better wisdoms of lives
I’m grateful we didn’t share

Oh this won’t end
Until the end of time

And I have no understanding
Why

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Kit McCallum

Administrator

Member Laureate

since 2000-04-30

Posts 14774
Ontario, Canada

1 posted 2013-05-07 11:52 AM

"Still in love despite ourselves
The better wisdoms of lives
I’m grateful we didn’t share"

I enjoyed the mysterious and intriguing aspects within this piece Huan Yi. I feel a bit like a voyeur peeking in to wonder the how and why behind the circumstance. Very nicely written, much enjoyed.

Best wishes,
/Kit

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

2 posted 2013-05-07 08:39 PM

I think good poetry always makes us guess a little, John.
Ida

Lighthousebob
Member Elite

since 2000-06-14

Posts 4725
California

3 posted 2013-05-08 11:29 AM

Why? Hmmm, can't rightly say... however, from experience, I do know the stench, the mindset, the life of squalor is a tough one to eradicate. Enjoyed!

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