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she had whispered softly,
thin cold hands
combed through his hair,
brushed escaping wisp
from sweat beaded forehead
“And you must know that I really care?”
He had thought her
some famous psychic
able to read his troubled thoughts;
some shrink wise to his chaos,
knew he was fraught,
nearing madness…
She’d picked him up
at some drinking hell hole,
slumped over half-drunk whisky,
racked with emotion,
slurring he was steeped in badness,
that his God would forsake him…
“No Sir” she had interjected
“you have a soul worth saving,
let me take you home,
let me give you love and succour,
let make you whole again.”
Drink sodden
he had drunk her potion,
entered her thin cold body,
inhaled her cold dank breath,
died there alone
in that cold lonely *bedsit
embraced within the arms of death.
Anna :o]
*A bedsit is a form of rented accommodation consisting of a single room and shared bathroom and kitchen, an American equivalent would be a SRO or rooming house.
With thanks to Tess at The Mag for the inspiration.
27 comments:
This manages to be chilling yet moving. Well done!
such a sad tale...well told though and i think i know a few that have succumbed similarly to her charms...
Several themes run through my mind after reading this;dangers of alcohol, depression and lust.
Oh Anna, chilling and sad, and so well penned! This is one of my favorites!
Charming she is!
What a dangerous woman!
Really nice take!
:)
Whoa, baby! Glad you stopped by my blog so I could read this. So sad and yet that release was probably what he craved most... Very Bukowski in its stark reality. Fine. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/03/02/twofer-six-wd-sat-and-carnegie-hall/
A dark and menacing tale, indeed.
A sad tale, Anna! There may have been many such episodes that had gone by. Sad and moving! Great write!
Hank
I find this to be a very well done poem, thank you!
Wander
http://wanderwithoutbeinglost.blogspot.com
A sad tale of loneliness and despair - well written.
Thanks for your kind comments folks!
Anna :o]
Chilling! I like it!
Remarkably inventive take on the prompt...
Grim! But clever...
Boy, this one hits hard.
All too real for far too many.
Well done.
=)
Powerful stuff here. That Lady is dangerous... Thank you.
Well, this is totally brilliant and as mesmerizing as she is to those who fall.....
Too trusting by half - like so many, it led to his demise. Chilling.
Shivers!
moving, lyrical, painful... having nearly been claimed by drink and most of my family the same.. great tenderness in this poem. xxxj
very chilling...scary...
Thanks for your most welcome comments folks.
Anna :o]
the atmosphere: cold and minimal
a room that is suspended in time-
it is painted here so clearly.
great, your poem scared me.
That's really sad. I forget that scenes like that really do go on.
Thanks Paige and Jannie for your welcome comments.
Anna :o]
Whoa! Now that's dark...but wierdly enough, it kinda made me smile...and I don't know why:) Laurel
Thanks for your welcome comment Laurel.
Anna :o]
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