Saturday, 2 December 2017

I Like My Ladies Thin

Reginald Southey Lewis Carroll (1857) Fair Use
 

I like my ladies thin, very thin,
skeletal one might say. 
(One’s chuckling at one’s humour here,
what a *card one is and some might even dare a cad!)

I like my ladies thin, very thin. 
One’s want of flesh is not between the sheets
rather that of between the teeth, all rip and tear,
blood dribbling down my yearning chin   as one bites
through the tenderist of the most purest fairest skin,
ravishes the thrill of gore of blood and flesh and gristle,
spilling lovingly from my lovely wanting maiden.

(I daresay you might think one odd,
but mine is an all consuming passion!)

And now she naught but bones,
refashioned she is in skeletal form, born again she is,
she mine all mine for I like, no I love my ladies thin.

Anna :o]

*Card:  (old-fashioned informal) a funny or strange person.

Kerry at Real Toads has us writing an ekphrastic poem inspired by the photograph above.  Brilliant challenge Kerry – loved it!

15 comments:

WildChild47 said...

This is wonderful - such great deep rooted glee in this macabre, but all fun and well written, tale. I'm still laughing in great delight. Lovely word play too.

X said...

Yikes. Not the one to meet in a dark ally. A little too cannibalistic to get snuggly. I like the in charActer dialogur throughout. It def adds humor...and maybe a bit of insanity.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

My goodness this is good! Love the humor in this dark and eerie tale especially; "And now she naught but bones, refashioned she is in skeletal form."

Kerry O'Connor said...

I did chuckle at your opening lines! The narrative voice is perfect, kind of noble savage in ethos. This also leaves the reader with a strong social message regarding the body image expected of women....to be thin!

Kim Russell said...

Oh, this is so deliciously dark, Anna! Great opening lines and wordplay on card/cad, which made me giggle - and then the shocking bloodthirstiness that follow:
'One’s want of flesh is not between the sheets
rather that of between the teeth, all rip and tear,
blood dribbling down my yearning chin as one bites
through the tenderist of the most purest fairest skin'.
I love the way the asides soften the edges of this wonderful social commentary.

Brendan MacOdrum said...

An op-ed columnists in the New York Times last week lamented, "what if there is no possible reconciliation between the bright clean ideals of gender equality and the mechanisms of human desire?" Certainly I wonder here, when the tooth of that yearning is made for penetrating and tearing and devouring. Burp. Guilty, by fault of Y chromosome ... This reads like a serial killer's baedeker, but the music is thinly all to familiar.

Samyuktha Jayaprakash said...

Riveting and funny and scary!

Fireblossom said...

I cracked up the second I read the title.

Vivian Zems said...

Haha!! Well done. Good imagery, good flow and certainly skeletons left after all that tearing of flesh!

Sara McNulty said...

This is so funny, Anna! Really enjoyed reading it.

Wendy Bourke said...

I can tell that you had a lot of fun with this wonderfully droll, macabre piece - the wordplay is a treat.

Jenny Woolf said...

I had to look up ekphrasic poetry, what a lot of things there are words for! I find it quite helpful to look at photos when i am writing fiction too.

Susie Clevenger said...

This is wonderful, dark humor. Love the story and your take on the photo!

sreeja harikrishnan said...

Dark...punchy and beautifully written!!

Jim said...

A fun read for me, thank you Anne. Sometimes I tell folk that with a full moon I howl at it, with the wloves and dogs. I also grow my fang teeth become long and I bite ladies on their necks. Your tale is more, very, graphic than the one I 'tell'.
Again, thank you.
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