It's a re-write of an old one. It's about consensual rape.




Let Me Rape You

The flowers lie:
Paper leaves,
Tied down like...
You.

In streets of cultivated hearts,
A fragrance of sickness—
Of conflicted knees,
Fractured pane glass orgasms
Not yet broken.

Buy the Lachrymose Bouquet.
The advert is ours
Self-inflicted, self-tasted:
Don't Buy Me, Don't Try Me
Just lift me and throw me aside.

The stock cars roll,
Shuffling, clicking, along the lines
Coupled 24/7
But empty, partly empty
Dimmed pairs of eyes stare out
Into the shadows for the stranger
Who's standing right behind.

Subway stranger
Lollipop man
Jehovah's Witness
Bus Stand stander
Sunglass watcher

Here in Shadowland:
I'm not sorry I kept you waiting.


©BrettConway2007

I really liked the first one. Some strong imagery, fun rhythms, and overall nice theme. Kudos!