Boxed Life--She Sleeps With a Nine

Boxed Life

She sleeps with a nine
waits for his face
his distant return
too close
looming

A tragic slime
smooth stranger
smoother lover
pried into her life
obsessed
frantic
impossible to reject

she lives 
twisted
a boxed life
pulled by strings
too tight

An explosion is inevitable
the storm's coming
and she knows it
so she sleeps with a nine
and waits for his face
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Loveless Avatar
April 16, 2012 at 8:20 AM
I love this. This is...close to heart.
Onclaud Avatar
March 7, 2012 at 3:16 AM
gripping read that sends the senses reeling, JS... painful yet beautifully composed! :) huggs!
The Rogue Rhymer Avatar
March 5, 2012 at 6:35 AM
Powerful write Joey! It really paints a vivid picture of this woman and her struggles on many levels. Impressive!
Ober Avatar
March 3, 2012 at 9:12 PM
I love this. The title caught my attention - as if she's living her life in a metaphoric coffin, unable to truly live when she's constantly gripped by fear. Well done! Also, thank you for your kind comment on my poem!
A   Avatar
March 2, 2012 at 6:02 PM
MR ROBOTO, hummm.. very interesting... this seems to be a methaphoric poem... enjoyed~have a nice one ;-)* PD
Dietrich Avatar
March 2, 2012 at 10:55 AM
I think I have heard before of something called a nine iron? Is that what you mean? If so, I really like the visual of this poor soul having to live with such fear. I hope she took up some martial arts!! Good one.
K. Avatar
March 2, 2012 at 8:54 AM
What a loaded write Joey and by no means do I mean this in a lighthearted manner... so sad how some women are in this situation and trapped in fear-- I really like how you say it "waits for his face"-- I interpret is a way of becoming numb and indifferent because of everything that he's put her through, he's just another face....living in that box is never easy, one can only hope that women like her be free...
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