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Friday, March 16, 2012

QUITTIN' TIME


Quittin' Time



Suited up for battle-
My 4 inch heels clicking along the vast hallway of your heart
Hair, wild and lose- holding back the frizz just a little while longer.
Flawless makeup concealing the little girl playing with Mom's war paint
The seductive, black pencil skirt distracting from every flaw etched into my imagination
With sweaty hands I clutch the badge,
Praying the magnetic miracle wand will open the gates once more.
At the buzzer I set my chin.
Your eyes beg me to enter and evaluate the performance.
I resist a taste of my own lip- tension too thick to cut with office scissors.
Your hands cradle my face
Your smile disarms the shield of glazed ice
Slipping, the mask drops for today.
I exhale the tension
and sink into the comfort of you: my home.

(2-8-12 BEL)
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4 comments:

  1. monica72March 16, 2012 at 9:20 PM

    Love it, very to the point, great use of language, wonderful imagery. Very well written.

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  2. Planet JacksonMarch 19, 2012 at 8:31 PM

    Missy, you will receive private commentary on this particular poem! Check your e-mail tomorrow. :)

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  3. BJMarch 20, 2012 at 7:46 PM

    LOL- I am sure I have NO idea what you are talking about... ;) Thanks for reading!

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  4. BJMarch 20, 2012 at 7:46 PM

    Thank you, Monica- glad you liked it!

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