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You Bastard

Contributed by Silviaplath on Tuesday, 27th January 2004 @ 03:38:44 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

You said you’d find no other woman
who could put you in place, like I.
You said men were always out and about
looking for a woman who could shuffle the deck
and know the man’s routine of gin.
You said I was the finest woman
you had ever seen
and that I had much to offer the male sex.
You said we would chat over a cup of tea
and watch the downy woodpeckers chisel a fine sculpture in my baobab.
You said you thought much on our affiliation
and it was much more than a promiscuous amour.
You said you’d take me as a wife
and make a commendable silk of my coarse straw.
You said you were enamoured by my veracity and wit
while you chiseled a sculpture in my pit of womanhood,
and dandled my breasts like an infant.
You said this was more pleasant
than watching the woodpecker do,
because You were gratified.
I wept for days because you had poisoned my baobab’s bark.
You had ruptured a hole in its morale
and it was on the verge of molting away
to unveil the scorched contents indoor.
You said you loved me,
but not once had you chatted with me,
but my trunk.
Blood had seeped through the inner bark—
dead cells.
And you had left just as soon,
gathering that bastard whiskey and those deck of cards
you told me I could shuffle.

Copyright Â© Silviaplath ... [ 2004-01-27 15:38:44]
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Re: You Bastard (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Wednesday, 28th January 2004 @ 03:40:11 AM AEST
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well strong of you to share it... can't say much more than that...

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