Kimmy Thieleke Poet Alliteration

She's a Cold Habit

as she sleeps

her comfort 
leaves me breathless

this monster
beside me

inside me

her scent 
still serenades 
the air

an untamed 
paradise of my 
favorite poison

a moisturizing malice
so unclean it 
seems holy.

she's a cold habit

as she sleeps 

her wicked side
settles

fists float 

fallacy is forgotten
and 
for just a few minutes 


i remember why I love her
~n~


how many different ways
i could kill her


as she sleeps

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Wayland Bunch February 25, 2013 at 6:56 PM Ok I have returned. I have read it again. I think I know what the poem is about, and it's the same thing I thought last time. I still like it, but what a strange spin it has.

Sara Kendrick February 12, 2013 at 11:52 AM Interesting work about love/hate relationship..Enjoyed reading this one with the twist at the end..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Justin Bordner February 11, 2013 at 2:45 PM Dangerous art, dangerous life - I love it - just enough mystery not to annoy, yet I can personalize this dark and tender imagination - J.A.B. %

Harry Horsman February 10, 2013 at 2:03 PM this is intiguing poetry, and enjoyable reading...

... Gigno February 9, 2013 at 5:38 AM !!!

Poet Destroyer A January 27, 2013 at 8:46 AM Kimmy, :-) Congratulations with your featured poem of the week. Glad to see you among the poets on the soups front page. Love your wonderful verse. Have your self a nice & beautiful Sunday... ~PD

Peter Taylor January 20, 2013 at 4:12 PM Hi, thanks for your comment about my poem. Really like this one, very dark and focussing on relationships with some great turns of phrase. Will read more. All the best, Pete

Vicky Tsiluma January 12, 2013 at 11:57 PM Wow Kimmy! This is astounding! I love the way it reaches inwards and rips the thoughts from within. Very well articulated. I shall enjoy reading more of your work.

Keith Bickerstaffe January 12, 2013 at 9:22 PM This is amazing! It reminds me of passages in Dylan Thomas' Under Milk Wood where a man orders a book on The Lives Of The Great Poisoners, (delivered in a brown paper wrapper!) and proceeds to fantasize about killing his wife. Love your alliterations... and the edgy nature of your piece. Well done Kimmy!! Best wishes, Keith

Richard Lamoureux January 12, 2013 at 6:52 PM Wow, disturbing and fascinating at the same time.

Honestly J.T. January 8, 2013 at 9:31 PM True indeed. i like the imagery in this poem. good write - JH

Wayland Bunch January 7, 2013 at 7:02 PM I find this poem strangly enchanting. I will have to read a few more times, but I am captivated so far.

Timothy Jacks January 7, 2013 at 6:00 PM Wicked poem! I wanna kill him too sometimes. Now I remember why i love him. Thank you for your comment. I hope to see more of your writing.

Richard Ferry January 7, 2013 at 8:08 AM Hello Kimmy Nice to meet you Talk again sometime Rick