Saturday, October 22, 2011

Messy Girl

You have antiseptic eyes,
untested hands,
and a heart that dare not falter.

I'm a messy, messy girl.

You have expectations high
polished till they shine and
shoved on the altar

of a messy, messy girl.

Dead incense snakes
circle dusty saints.
Wasted candles fall to laughing.

I clean up pretty well
but every tarot card can tell
tales of a rich man and his passing

fancy for a messy, messy girl.

7 comments:

Fireblossom said...

I like this a lot...in just a few lines, you have painted two very different people who have somehow crossed into each other's lives. He sounds teflon to me, he'll be fine either way, but your Messy Girl is both more interesting and more vulnerable.

hedgewitch said...

Wasted candles fall to laughing--great great line, and a roomy and interesting poem with absorbing, assertive characterizations that ring true.

Heaven said...

your messy, messy girl, is an interesting character... i hope she not only cleans up, but gets her sights clear and true ~

chromapoesy.com said...

Yes, your characterization is sharp but I love how comfortable you are as a poet with ambiguity, it's marvelous!

kaykuala said...

Messy messy girl can well attract that tells us something of her tenacity. Great verse!

Hank

Tara R. said...

Is a messy girl as intoxicating as a bad boy?

Fred said...

Nice piece. Love the antiseptic eyes, great opener. The mixture of religious and new age elements in here is very neatly spun. Find piece, thanks