Unrelenting - Home on the Strange
Why won’t her memory die?
I filled a tumbler of Jack
Dove in without looking back
Your memory tried to surface for air
I grabbed it fully by the nape and hair
Wrestled it into the bottle, held it under
Grabbed it’s pulsing throat, rent it asunder
It shook, struggled, eyes pled for relief
I shoved the harder for it’s power to cease
Just drown… Expire … Asphyxiate
Please just allow me to strangulate
You clamber up on the next stool
Your undying corpse calls me a fool
Blood not hers but mine own infernal bleeding
Defibrillator shocks my heart unheeding
Poured another shot of forgetfulness
But Jack was practicing deceitfulness
In the bottom of the bottle… your smiles
In the swirling glass your teasing wiles
Tried to sweeten the mellow with soda
Meditate on “Just do” like Yoda
From my swamp arose not a ship
But a feeling like her brushing lips
Tingling across my neck like a spider
Looking for prey, a safe place to hide her
A whisper of your poison tipped fingers
Brushing my spine where your touch still lingers
Reaching over my shoulder I grasped for a phantom
Evading, your memory crowed liked like a bantam
Light reflects on glass in sweet mirage
Shimmering prism of want on my eyes a barrage
Jack and coke…Alcohol and smoke
Alone in my crowded brain with a joke
Taking a gulp I approach the iceberg
Repairs on my hull paper mache patchwork
Die! Why won’t your memory just expire?
Instead, lining my borders a poisonous barbed wire
Your lustrous hair in the swirling brown
Sheen of your eyes on glass’ moisture laden crown
Your sultry voice from the jukebox
Your perfumed shampoo in her long locks
Flickering fluorescent bulb a movie reel
Bogart, Bacall, that old romantic feel
Marilyn my favorite, Gable yours
Playing our tragedy, classic cocktail pours
Love won, love lost .. Bloody remains
A boy trying not to go insane
Godfather come to collect on his favor
No horse head, but your betrayal to savor
Lights flicker as my heart is electrocuted
For love in the first degree tried, prosecuted
My existence lingers in a cell of guilts
Life without parole as my joy wilts
Soon I’ll have to stumble home
Where my dear no longer doth roam
My antelope spotted home on the range
Populated by shades, wispy phantasms strange
As I pray for an encouraging word
Neath cloudy skies brown as buffalo turd
Turn on a light to illuminate emptiness
Listen to neighbors snuggle, laugh… envious
In the bathroom mirror another universe
Behind my reflection your double in reverse
Flowing like silent silk in beauty garbed
Birds warbling from tree branches barbed
My hand will reach out to touch the ghost
Of my torture rooms evil host
Your tools of pain laid out on a gossamer veil
Your hairbrush lined with nails
Your forgotten Bobby pin
Sears my soul like horrendous sin
Your lip print on a tissue part
Poisoned like a curare dart
With cat of nine tails my soul is stroked
With our song my throat is chained, yoked
My bedroom, cold, a forlorn iron maiden
Slamming closed, blood covered spike laden
Pour another bourbon jigger
Praying for surcease, a memory killer
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald is a 911 dispatcher of 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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Comments (2)
Whoaaa, this was just so intense. I could see the pain of her memory in him. How nice it would be if we can easily delete selected memories. Loved your poem!
so many thoughts rolled into one huge emotion. GREAT poem. I love it.