realism

there’s no map in my pocket

not somewhere to fashion

big red bull’s-eyes

every time I feel

 

inadequate.

 

it’s all etched in

my half-smile

full skirts

too many glasses

of red wine

red lipstick.

 

you yell out

I shrink in my seat

suddenly these flowers

in my hair

yoko ono sunglasses

look so ridiculous

 

whatever you think you know

well, you don’t know it

you are as insignificant

as insignificant gets

your words spill out

like a dripping faucet

down

down

down the drain with you.

 

my fist is dripping

with striking realism

there’s a mosaic of glass

at my feet

and I can’t remember

how I got here.

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5 Comments

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5 responses to “realism

  1. Wow Nicole. Great. Last stanza was a stunner. Strong and beautifully written piece,

  2. Simply, fucking awesome. You’re so good.

  3. Lili

    Beautiful! I love the “big red bull’s eyes” and how the fist is dripping with striking realism.

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