Quicksand
The floor was never soft
and your hands
were never clean
Still
night after night
our bodies coiled on carpet
Fingers fastened
And every time after
I’d repose on your ribcage
Cheek to chest
Eavesdropping
I knew
it could never be mine.
“What made you
so callous, so careless?”
Beer-breathed and backbiting
your retorts
(like yourself)
were unchanging.
“Just drink” you’d command.
Every bitter stomached shot
a reminder:
lust might satisfy
a weekend
but never a lifetime
I wanted whispers
butterflies
breakfasts in bed
Not these straw houses
Not this quicksand
This was convenient.
This was never love.
Update:Please and thank you!
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A very nice piece of work with the technical merits noted by kitty. The smoothness of the rough message makes it very appealing while making you think of instances where everything was amiss in this relationship or that. Relationships like that ARE quicksand to the spirit as sure as the marshy variety traps your legs. Yes, very nice.
Very emotional, heart-felt intense poem.
Good assonance and alliteration.
I honestly think you should keep this up.
Well done.
well said