An Unusually Short Post That Has an Unfortunately Really Long Title

I’m talking.  This way.  See your skin.  In the rain.  Where you go.  To get grins.  And to stupefy smoke rings.  From a mouth.  That never.  Ever.  Touches the things.

Sitting in.  A Doughnut shop.  Cold coffee in the grout.  Pebbles on the window sill.  I take.  My pen.  Force you.  To tug of war.  A battle of ink.  And brains.  It’s a game.  I say.  And thank God.  You played.  Pull.  Push.  Tug and release.  For ownership of.  A pen covered in grease.

I let.  You win.  But I got.  Your hand.  First time.  We touched.  And a smile.  I saved.

And a smile.

And a smile.

I had a pen.  And dreams of flying.  I had breathing.  And angel wings.  But in a Doughnut shop.  Tasting of things.  I had a smile.  That became a ring.  A ring I found.  In a store.  On the edge of dreams.  And forevermore.

So I balance.  A pencil lead.  On the lamp.  Beside the bed.  And every third day.  In rain.  And snow.  In gloam, hail or woe.  I fight.  For dominion.  For conquest.  For victory.  Of eyes.  And smiles.  And precious things.  Started in a Doughnut shop.  That led to a ring.  Because pretend.  Is just games.  And you.

Are.

Better.

Than anything.

131 thoughts on “An Unusually Short Post That Has an Unfortunately Really Long Title

  1. this is like fresh cream strawberry cake amongst all the caffeine loaded crap people are pulling on each other these days. its so nice to see you mushy trent! 🙂 and perfect for this week where I see people either over doing it or under doing it. You did just about right! 🙂

  2. This is seriously gorgeous.

    And I’m pissed off that your posts aren’t showing up in my reader. Because this was too good for me to miss.

    This makes me want to at least TRY writing poetry again.
    And now I want a donut.

    • Thank you Rara – just trying to capture the woman, which is the most impossible thing I have ever tried to write about.

      Great to see you here! I must admit I’m honoured to see you in my hood.

  3. Hey, Mr. “I’m Not a Fan of Poetry,” this is quite a nice prose poem here. I very much enjoyed reading it.

  4. Beautiful poem. So hard to write about love without being sentimental – you nail it here. It tells a story in an image and in its structure. I wonder what made you choose those punchy sentences? They work.

    • I’m not sure actually, Becca, I think the rhythm just sort of inserted itself into what I was doing. Thanks for the compliment – poetry’s not usually my thing, but I guess I dabble.

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