Marcus McKinley

Rookie - 99 Points (EARTH)

6 feet of vertigo


I rise high before you erect like a skyscraper
Queasy and disoriented from amorous agitation
The power of your beauty has reduced me
constantly pounding me for steel sentiments
trying to hold me to you, forcing a bond between us
chewing tiny bits of my soul
like a hole punch makes confetti

our relationship unfolds a deck of cards
end to end and on end, pressing
pressure from above and within
precariously stable upon the table are
the tremors and palpitations of our hearts

my construction will not allow me to fall apart
at the cracks, at the seams, at the riveted beams
but, the silent tears have started to rust
oxidizing structures of my inner truss
a seismic retrofit is soon in order

matches striking upon wet tinder
your beauty alone gives no reason to smolder
my true feelings fit into a match box on the counter
I am checking out at high noon

Submitted: Thursday, December 09, 2010
Edited: Friday, December 10, 2010

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  • Rookie Chris Blazo (8/13/2012 5:43:00 PM)

    Portrays a good vision in my mind. Never to give up and holding it together is what i take from this one. You are a strong foundation wanting to crumble, but never does. Strong poem. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,282 Points Diane Hine (7/3/2012 7:36:00 PM)

    The deck of cards and the rusting structure- excellent analogies.
    Powerful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,956 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (12/11/2010 7:02:00 AM)

    Matchless and magnificent. As if the life itself evolves through the words. Warm with colourful intoxicity but at the same time very pure an expansion of life brings the tinniest object to its ultimate ejaculation of force, power and enlightened inertia of conjugation. Fantastic.
    As a reader, I can also utter....my true feelings fit into a match box on the counter. Matchbox but full of firesticks. Thank you......run long.....

    Regards,
    pranab (Report) Reply

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