What can I say here. I had to revisit the poem from 2012, because the man that inspired this told me yesterday that he missed me. TMI? Perhaps. I still really, really like this poem.
If I say I loved you,
let me shade love with the metonym
a drunk tastes distilled in gin,
or the orgasm a crackhead lit in his brain once
and tries to get back
every fucking time he smokes
If I say I miss you,
know that I miss you like the gone
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.
OMG, I love this! go get em’.
hahaha–thank you! Some things need to be remembered.
I need to reblog this, would you be ok with that?
I’d love that–thank you!
Sometimes it is fun to revisit angry poetry.
Reblogged this on Heartafire and commented:
the mother of all rants! Go, Susan!
Phew! Cool it Susan. 🙂
Hahaha, this was from 2012, i think 😉
Always helps to be reminded!
awww who knew you were such a romantic? 🙂 I think these kinds of poems, but rarely write them. This was awesome Susan.
Thanks, Michael! Oh, write them! They are such a wonderful release of energy…and can serve as reminders of why to not go certain places with certain people ever again 😉
Clever word choices in a perfect voice – elegant work.
Thank you, Mike.
I guess I better not say that I’ve missed your poetry, eh? 😉
LOL! I’ve missed YOU.
Welcome. Keep writing and posting. 🙂
😉 Pays to be reminded.
On Wed, Mar 12, 2014 at 4:00 AM, Susan Daniels Poetry wrote:
way to stay focused! yikes
Always important, SFA 😉
On Wed, Mar 12, 2014 at 10:19 AM, Susan Daniels Poetry wrote:
Oh my. From the heart and head. The sentiment reminds me of…
On Thu, Mar 13, 2014 at 9:42 PM, Susan Daniels Poetry wrote: