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BAIT, 1986

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BAIT, 1986


He believes I am nude 
                     under him

because porcelain skin
                      has been stippled 
                      by the coarse, the terse, the masculine

new lipstick smeared
                     perfume erased by crude moves
                     best dress 
                                                a puddle of silk in the corner
                                                pretty lace, torn

the sheets ripple as his hips     fish
                     rapidly, 
                     wanting only 
                     the catch              and release


There was a conversation we were meant to have
                     that I now hold with myself
                     of Northern lights over Muskoka skies
                     a café I just found with jazzy chairs
                     that silent flick festival next week
                     the history of the pendant I wear
                     books, music

Small talk, mind wandering as
                     he casts again and again   again
                     roughly
                     blindly
                     triumphant, the big man
                     
                     
                                There will be no other date
my choice, not his
for he believes I am nude 
                    under him
But I am not
                     I'm wrapped in a delicate encasement of invisible gold
                     Aphrodite’s magic girdle, a garment that has been waiting
                     but this layer of gossamer, this sheer and joyous rapture
                                          the fool will never penetrate




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  1. Date: 6/7/2013 2:55:00 PM
    Honestly I've never seen someone write like you.You have a unique style my friend.

  1. Date: 6/7/2013 2:49:00 PM
    Yup yup, I see what you mean, hmm, the spacing doesn't add to the tension, I don't care for it, jagged and irregular spacing would be more on topic? line 1 [naked] is much more visceral, hmmm you are the fish/ the bait in HIS mind...oh how I hate men who use this reference! GAh! http://www.azgfd.gov/h_f/fishing_glossary.shtml

    Guzzi Avatar Debbie Guzzi
    Date: 6/7/2013 2:49:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    throw in some real fishing terms hon, I'd like to see you make it clear..you were the one that got away and when he left he was still a hungry loser. Okies I'll stop ranting. SMOOCH Light & Love
  1. Date: 6/5/2013 7:48:00 PM
    I rather like this unique style of poetry Cyndi, well done xxx