_Scene: Sonia draws the line_
"Divorce me," she said, "and buy a richer woman."
"Frustrate you more," he replied.
"I've succeeded," she answered back.
"You've been rice hawker, beer parlor..."
"Stop this nonsense!"
Startled and amused by her distruption.
"Is it taxi driving you're supposed to be doing?"
"Look at yourself first."
"Do you have savings? Can you pay bills?"
"You're mad!"
"Don't call me mad.
Less than a month," she said.
"Then be gone."
I stuck by you through a lot.
More drama than I care to admit.
Time’s come to pull up your socks.
Show me it’s really all been worthwhile.
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quick ~
tell me you love me
or be gone
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Trudging through
a tangled path of ruin,
dragging the weight of
harrowing hopes and
oscillating oaths,
I shout into the empty sky—
give me Love,
or give me Death!
They have this ultimatum.
I listen, and the their words are buzzing.
Drifting and muttering.
Then jolting, that is like a pinch or slap.
Then I start grinding my teeth again and blinking hard.
With this sudden shift, I will never be weak again!
I made them walk away!
I made them walk away…
Their ultimatum?
Is not my problem.
This occasion I will be quick
use all my every wit and trick
fast as a shooting star
I will follow, like a mammoth
comet I will cut through and
not wallow in the dark, lighting
the sky, a rabid Solar Firefly!
Constant in my blazing
pursuit, though the heavens
are replete with obstacles
thick, I will remain slippery
slick – sliding over the thin weaving
fearlessly through the thick, taking leaps
and bounds like trumpeting elephants making
raging sounds – God knows this muse of
mine will know no rest! – tired of word-salads,
cutesy at best! – Give me something
of your monarch title worthy, and not continue to
deplete my precious poetic time by offering me another
bowl of mushy, flashy, sentimental-card-like, low hanging
fruit, overripe rhyme – or you're fired!!
In these times of great confusion,
No one sees beyond the illusion.
If you leave I’ll kill myself, his needy girlfriend said.
So he did not go, because he did not want to find her dead.
Run for your life! His great grand-grand-mama’s mama would have said.
He ended up marrying this woman, and had a horrible life instead.
I rather be empty than free.
This is desperation.
pure
insanity
I feel cold winds against my face.
Finally.
She loved milk straight from the cows teat
It gave her boyfriend Juan a shudder
The ultimatum he voiced was clear
It has to be Juan or the udder!
Your typical cerebrum below reasoning,
Intriguers my gray matter without questioning
While the white matted and mutating to black,
Tissues, I can never use to wipe away my tears.
Your cerebellum activate optimum hatred
Credits my connective tissues with a damaged elastin
The dominant recession of synapses executes work of neurons
Your phenomenal mind associates its knowledge of me with the phenotype
Opposed to the responsibility of a trait, invisibly to sights…
My typical medulla oblongata,
Grasp of its response is between your manhood
From your actions, admirable food
Yet I still insist for us to reach the end
The ultimatum I can’t even comprehend
Infatuated with anger from what you still condescend
And my request remain naked my friend,
Let this lust end.
Let this end,
For your cerebrum to reason with your effects
For my lobes and involuntary doings to suit my emotions
For your thoughts to know me no more
For my heart to love you no more
To make these the last days of my fun,
The final introspection, last days.
U nreasonable demand...." Poetry soup or me!"
L ove is not controlling, that I can guarantee
T roubling is your unpredictable demeanor
I llogical thinking, needed was an intervenor
M anipulation one of your most deplorable traits
A busive verbally, you barricaded all debates
T houghtless trying to quell my poetry passion
U ncomprehending, you are without compassion
M istreated no more, I finally stood up for me!
At the wind's behest
At the sun's command
Swarming worms infest
Legs and arms and hands
Flesh from bone undressed
Withers in the sand
Denser forms divest
Of filaments and strands
As rigid limbs relax
Bound by sky and land
Mouth and throat contract
Chest and brain expand
Set free by their collapse
Fulfilled by new demands
Enshrined as they're enclasped
By rasping sea and sand
Written by © Raven Drake
The colloquial era of distorted sights
The enigma of thoughts and prejudiced plights
Betraying silence with elevated subterfuge
The sun, the moon, the stars, and the sky
Panorama of an entity and a soliloquy
The Ultimatum
The night that shines through,
The day withering alibis
The petals of nascent emotions
The wrecked laughs and the intellect cries
The hallucinations of cerebellum intensifies
The sodomized senses, the actuarial lenses
Calculate the mystery of plundering breath
The denial of existence
And the existence of departed
The annals of history take a frontier thy
When you feel death
Resurgence cramps in
Carrying away the cold and dry….
I hate ultimatums and I needed to share that with you
because if you ever give me an ultimatum, We're Finished, We're Through!
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