things are on fire and the weatherman said there will be no rain for weeks so he was fired.

(or simply, "cronies")

things are on fire and the weatherman said there would be no rain for weeks so he was fired (or "cronies")

couriers emerge out of a black pool

clutching invitations for a deep

sea adventure; OIL and WATER 

in the round, neptune’s court,

the king with a triton and the

audience with pitchforks

if we live, it’s because we live to perform. 

our wedding is coming

you, in a dream, stitched a 

dress out of the smallest cloud

hemmed by weathermen in 

muddy tents where I was not

allowed

i was much like a child,

i was impatient and loud

these are the areas with you with me

make out closets in underwater basements

and the space between the headboard and

the mattress, where we both slipped and

then slept 

i RSVP'd

knowing well enough that when we

got there half of the room would be

wearing knives under their sleeves,

but how could i have known that the

band’s next cover would be 

     “The Rains of Castamere”?????

how could i have know that the

exit doors would be locked?

how could i have known that

the bloodbath would soon

be commencing?

i'm useless, and that's 

something i didn't think you

forgot

you are expecting far far

far too much of me.

Author's Note

bleh.

Reviews

[Hailey Juliet]

This is really great! If I'm not mistaken, I think you're referencing Game of Thrones, drawing an allusion to the red wedding? Somehow, and I'm not sure if this was intentional, I felt like this had something to do with the Paris Isis attack at the EODM show.

but how could i have known that the
band’s next cover would be
“The Rains of Castamere”?????

In my mind, reading it for the first time, I saw it as a parallel between GoT and real life events. I may be stretching your meaning here, but that's what came to mind and I thought it was really interesting.

Also, this stanza was my favorite:

our wedding is coming
you, in a dream, stitched a
dress out of the smallest cloud
hemmed by weathermen in
muddy tents where I was not
allowed

The connectivity between the cloud, the stitching and the weathermen was a really nice play of words and I love how "allowed" sits alone at the bottom. Beautiful to read aloud:)

Overall, great piece, I loved it!

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of words.
"how could i have know that the
exit doors would be locked?

how could i have known that
the bloodbath would soon
be commencing? "
The above lines were my favorite. You left a lot for the reader to think about. You create place and left the reader with open ending. Thank you Cole for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote