i go about pretending

i go about pretending

A Poem by h d e rushin

 



Most of the time, I go about pretending

that there is a part (though granted a small part)

that wants to be tied up to the bed-post

and my naked a*s whipped


while I plead that the dominex invite me

home for new poems. Especially on those

days when I've slept too long on my face

and the blood wells up behind my eyes.


See,

it's not always the heart;

Sometimes the mind breaks as well. Because to

be separated hurts to touch your elbow

on the hot roof of it


and loneliness makes the room dark

and the furniture licorice

and the sofa a too tight corn roll.

And to that resounding that dragged me to it's lap:


Please stop! I beg of you. Or in other words,

Please don't/

© 2015 h d e rushin


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pretending; isn't that what we all do at some time or another. Loneliness cuts deep, but as you said in your reply to 'chains,' love in any form, is to many, better than no love at all.

A superbly written poem and the last stanza is so, so insightful.

Beccy.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you beccy for those kind comments..dana
Teny Johnson

10 Years Ago

wow! nice sincere write up



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It's a double edged sword. We want it to stop....we want it to allow us to think of other things...and yet, well, we never want to let it get too far from our minds. The imagery you employ just blows me away, Dana. Fantastic. Always unique. Lydi**

Posted 10 Years Ago


h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you so much Lydia for those kind words my friend. I've been away for awhile but
never .. read more
and some can dominate our minds so much....we want them to stop so we can concentrate on something else, and yet we don't because they are too much a part of us...and we want them to stay right where they are...hurting our minds as well as our hearts because it shows us that we feel, we are alive.

the next to last stanza is exceptional...the licorice furniture. wow, kazowie...

keep knocking my mind off its feet, dana.

j.



Posted 10 Years Ago


h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you my dear friend....I've been kinda absent for a few weeks....Just a simple submit to
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pretending; isn't that what we all do at some time or another. Loneliness cuts deep, but as you said in your reply to 'chains,' love in any form, is to many, better than no love at all.

A superbly written poem and the last stanza is so, so insightful.

Beccy.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you beccy for those kind comments..dana
Teny Johnson

10 Years Ago

wow! nice sincere write up
these things can be arranged :P lol, funny one, be safe on your trip and be well Dana.


Corset

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

h d e rushin

10 Years Ago

thank you my love....dana
Corset

10 Years Ago

yeah yeah ( you're welcome)

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h d e rushin

detroit, MI



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