Is the muse tattoo'd?
She is beautiful
But she struggles
To find the time to breathe
Dressed in all the shadows
Of a distant make-believe
Listen
And you can hear
A mandolin
Try to hide her scream
In her reflection
A smudged and torrid
Harlot
Pincushion to a world
Succumbed to a vision
In alabaster white
Dance steps
Across
The checked floor
Mirrors
She wants to hide it all
Slick guitar licks
Unbutton and gyrate
Unfocussed attention
She keeps bleeding
In love
In the dark
In the speckled light of the mirror ball
As her skin
Is tattoo’d in a dapple light
Of hearts
All the one dollar bills
Serenade
And drink in the ambiance
Of a stained carpet
And liquid loves
Resonate
For a twenty minute fantasy
Riding on her dreams
While they walk out the door
Invisible
To the beauty
That lies within
And smudges
Her lipstick on their collars
Blended with her perfume
As her spirit bleeds
She is beautiful
6 comments:
hard life being a dancing lady, earning your dollars by selling your flesh...she is beautiful but doesnt know it often...and it fades pretty quick under the lights on that stage...
really like...
As her skin
Is tattoo’d in a dapple light
Of hearts
Tough life--you capture the tragedy of it--the invisibility of it--Great write A
We all twist in the pole dance of life--whether we think we're there to titillate or not--your tip jar should definitely be filled for this one. Perhaps under the modern ink and the shifting light marks, some of the old blue tattoos of the goddess are hidden.
so tough ...the mandolin hiding her screams, dressed in shadows...and will she ever manage to walk out into the sunshine again...very well written adrian..
I have to say, this poem is one of your best...you take fragility and emotion and infuse it with passionate wording and imagery, good sir...this is haunting and I mean literally! I have dwelt on this piece since! xoxo
You write very well...this is well done..you have captured a harlot's dance and her liquid loves...she is beautiful as you say ~
Thanks for sharing your writing ~
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