tell the nurse your story, darling
tell her what you’ve seen
we’ve been going through the motions
since the beginning of time
angels wrapped in cellophane
devils wrapped in love
we kiss each other’s wounds
and we suck each other’s blood
let’s try and forget this ever happened
the everything and the aftermath
the crash collision of happiness
against the concrete road to god
it’s suicide bombers playing guitar
on music television to the sound
of aluminum foil in a blender
the sound of absolute fear of losing
the one you love and that glint of hope
left in your blood shot eyes
corpses fall like dominoes
zombies inherit the earth
this is our american horror story
this is AM radio turning itself on
this is the snowy television screen
the blinking of electricity
the sound of the husband next door
beating his wife
the coffins we decorate
the pillows we fluff
and the children we raise
to be just like dear old mom and dad
COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2012
Absolutely beautiful
Thanks, Biana. Glad you liked it!
*Bianca (feel like an asshole)
My name has taken on so many variations, anything short of “it” is fine by me!
some great images here, Bruce; and thanks btw for subscribing to my blog; I’m going to do my best to make it entertaining
Thanks, John! Look forward to your posts!
was caught in a strange feeling of loss by your poem, especially liked that line “the sound of absolute fear of losing”, gives me shivers.
Thanks for the follow, glad met your blog.
franza
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hey, new to your blog, very vivid pictures of loss and agony your painted through your poem, keep writing! Please do visit my blog, I will appreciate your comments on my poems.
Meenakshi
Thanks Meenakshi. Will do.