When life sounds like a country western song, wear sequins

when life sounds like a country western song
wear sequins and sing it
stained with transmission fluid
sing Patsystyle crazy

remember angioplasties while you snake
that sink drain one more time, restoring flatlined flow
and roll with the dice that never come even,
breathe a blues less blue and more bruise,
cyanotic lips and fingertips after strangling
can still shape a whine without heat
but with all the scars

dig a hole to put bones in,
rattling seeds for skeleton trees
dropping teeth instead of leaves
because nothing grows here
but what’s already broken

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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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47 Responses to When life sounds like a country western song, wear sequins

  1. annotating60 says:

    I Love It! I Love It! And I miss my friend. Hope all is well.>KB

    • hi KB! Miss you too. This has been my last 2-3 weeks, in a nutshell. How does one write poetry about snaking drains? Heh. When I heard the prompt over at dVerse was flarf today, I said, what the hell. Perfect time to write about snaking drains and burying bones.

  2. oh how I love Patsy – but not a sequin to be found among my flannel and denim

  3. brian miller says:

    dang…that last bit on nothing growing unless broken so you drop teeth in…gritty…this was fun and very unexpected turns in wording as well…i need to get me some sequins….smiles….

  4. claudia says:

    roll with the dice that never come even… so true.. so life… loving it… the title is fabulous and the emotions palpable..

  5. That last bit spoke a lot to me. Beautifully crafted… and the shift in the imagery is well done. πŸ™‚
    -HA

  6. vbholmes says:

    “breathe a blues less blue and more bruise,
    cyanotic lips and fingertips after strangling
    can still shape a whine without heat
    but with all the scars”

    A story within a story in these few lines–powerful piece in all.

  7. because nothing grows here
    but what’s already broken

    There is so much sense and no-sense in these lines… they’re hypnotic. Well done.

  8. jeglatter says:

    Ahhhhhhhhh, all of that gorgeous! Glad the sink made it in.:)
    Love,
    Jennifer

  9. Specially like that last stanza ~ How good to see you Susan ~

  10. nico says:

    This is much like a country song! Hopefully those bones will resurrect into something like a normal day for you. Great writing, especially that last stanza. Excellent!

  11. Trent Lewin says:

    Beguiling. I like.

  12. Thank you – best thing I’ve read lately… πŸ™‚

  13. billgncs says:

    angioplasty and snaking drains in juxtaposition — epic!!!!

  14. Rhonda says:

    Well…glad THAT week is over! And if only the rest of us schlubs could put our drain bamage and tranny issues into poetry. Have missed you SFAM. I say we send a letter to Dolly Parton and have her design a lumberjack chic line…very clever. Here’s to a better week. xo

  15. hypercryptical says:

    Had a quick nose here last night Susan – and had to come back!

    Excellent write and :
    because nothing grows here
    but what’s already broken
    is the most perfect close!

    Anna :o]

  16. Kathy B. says:

    love the flow from Patsy to angioplasty to flatline, and the phrasing of “shape a whine”…so many precise choices in a poem that sounds so effortless off the tongue

  17. shanyns says:

    I love this. So clever, and well crafted. I think I like this avant garde styling – it appeals to my mind in a very curious but good way. Well done! (Nice blog restyling!)

  18. Powerful ending, wonderful title and great imagery throughout… wishing you better weeks ahead!

  19. potterfan97 says:

    I love the last stanza πŸ™‚ Have you ever read Life of Pi by Yann Martel? There’s a theme in that book that I hear resonating here.

  20. Rowan Taw says:

    What a wonderful sequined moment it was to read this!

  21. I loved loved loved your last stanza (as did the rest of the readers)!!!

  22. nelle says:

    Oh my… here’s to a round of ‘gonna hire a wino to decorate our home…’

    Well done.

  23. Excellent, brings to mind the mad cornucopia that is life at times. The metaphors snaked their way into my consciousness and bit. Thanks so much for taking time out to join us!

  24. Alice Keys says:

    “When life sounds like a country western song, wear sequins”

    This is a complete poem in itself. Right!

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