>crazy bitch

15 Sep

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crazy bitch
crazy
fucking
bitch
laughing at the broken pieces
and throwing the super glue
out the window
giving yourself
straight jacket hugs
to the tune of
ambulance yowls and Tori Amos
coffee runs in circles
an insomniatic dance
telling 4 a.m. all your secrets
in crayons and construction paper
nowhere left to turn
no salvation; no solution
no redemption
nowhere left to go
so you just go crazy,
bitch
© 2010, Rabbit
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6 Responses to “>crazy bitch”

  1. Jane September 15, 2010 at 11:23 am #

    >fantabulous and raw. It reminds me of myself on so many days…..

  2. Pat Tillett September 15, 2010 at 12:22 pm #

    >Best thing I've read today."to the tune of ambulance yowls and Tori Amos"That's a brilliant line.I think it resonates so strongly with me because there is some mental illness in my family.Just a great poem…

  3. Jhon Baker September 15, 2010 at 12:44 pm #

    >I love "straight-jacket hugs"

  4. Lynne H. September 16, 2010 at 4:34 am #

    >Darn, Pat and Jhon already said what I wanted to say about the lines I really like..great, strong piece here …glad to see your poetry….

  5. mice_aliling September 16, 2010 at 5:30 pm #

    >Very sharp. Oh, and I do love to tell my secrets in crayons…but most of the time it's in watercolor.

  6. The Absence of Alternatives September 17, 2010 at 1:32 pm #

    >"telling 4 a.m. all your secretsin crayons and construction paper"This resonates with me because no matter how tired I am, during those hours I always become strangely lucid and vulnerable.

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