Stefanie Fontker Poems

Such a bitter kiss
Bestowed by thy lips
I lay upon the ground
A fight so unimaginable
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Mad Woman,
Where are you kept?
Hidden amongst the others
Those like you,
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You stare at me,
Like I'm someone else.
My words have hit
With a force too shrewd.
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Would you come back
To search for my face
Among the ashes?
To burn is to cleanse,
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Many speak of monsters.
The devil we know,
The demon under our covers.
But are these not
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You have stripped the world
Of conversation, friendship and love
And offer nothing but unsatisfactory
Substitutions of scratching and feasting.
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Cutting off layers of unwanted skin,
Coming undone inside of one’s self.
Float beyond water’s edge, cry silently.
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I can see you from here, smiling.
Happy and free like a bird of royalty.
Though I do cry behind my mask,
For my own pain is my very own cage.
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Comfortable in the mystical
Belief that by touching gold
You'll turn to gold, you smile
At those that plan your rape.
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