Ballerinas of glass
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PoetrySongs from the Village Disco
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Summary:
Brighton Pier was once the measure of my dreams, but once is a lifetime away. Melissa was to wed an international lawyer and carry a small dog in her handbag. The strangest times.
diamond scatter upon kitchen floor
Bottles sink from hands
as submarines failing to find home
At the hospice karaoke
invitations to dance die like whispers
within photograph frames
beside the coldest beds
Mindy McCready tribute act
locked drunk jaw to the theatre
at end of furthest pier,
Elvis impersonator too shook up
to sweep her blood from the stage
Between edge of May and June
left my walkman on paper house window ledge
for plastic magpies to steal;
becoming origami
folding music into my envelope
which will now, never be posted
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Sounds like her mind was all over the place and things got out of hand
my scribbles often jag around like a crap jigsaw puzzle. the mindy stanza is just illustrative of troubled music souls. melissa was just an exploitative douche (i was 24, she was 40) and she played me like a guitar.
Third stanza is amazing. Hospice Karaoke to me is representative of the routines folks get into before they pass when they are at those facilities. It is a reminder of how life is already gone before it actually is.
Your jigsaw puzzles are quite creative and fun to try to put together.
j.
I’m pleased you find some creativity within the puzzles. Pleasure to meet you J.
Pleasure to meet you, Ghosteen. I am a transplant from WC, was on that since 2008.
I am liking it here so far, and getting some inspiration to start banging the keys again.
j.