like a toothache, like herpes

If I say I loved you,
let me shade it with the metonym
a drunk tastes threaded through gin,
the orgasm a crackhead lit in his brain once
and tries to get back
every fucking time he smokes
and misses.

If I say I will miss you,
let me qualify with simile
that I will miss you like the pain
of a pulled tooth, like genital warts
bringing on cancer later, like herpes
coming back every time my guard is down
to sting the corner of my smile.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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36 Responses to like a toothache, like herpes

  1. Heartafire says:

    what can I say…this is what I love about your writing, from the gut! You brave woman, love it.

  2. Heartafire says:

    Reblogged this on Heartafire and commented:
    You brave woman…from the gut! love it.

  3. BroadBlogs says:

    the orgasm a crackhead lit in his pipe once
    and tries to get back
    every fucking time he smokes
    and misses.


  4. Rhonda says:

    Just bought a new toothbrush!!! It’s a two-pack, want one? Bril SFAM!

  5. Yeah…funny…just not sure if its “haha” funny… 😉

    …and I didn’t need to be reminded never to piss you off (I already knew…)!

    LOVE that “sting at the corner of my smile”! Perfect ending.

  6. wow! You speak with anger and guts!

    I love this poem of yours. 🙂

  7. Did the last comment of mine went through?

    I believe wrote more….:)

  8. heh-heh … perfect 😉

  9. Jessica Slavin says:

    I think its really powerful, so real and honest and unflinching. Reblogging

  10. Jessica Slavin says:

    Reblogged this on jessicaslavin and commented:

  11. Alice Keys says:

    TRUE LOVE! Truly lovely.

  12. chutzpah you’ve got, Susan. (He really got under your skin and I’m sure I’m putting it mildly.)

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