15 Poems From My Second Book INSIDE OUT By Strider Marcus Jones

SALTED SLUG ~ Poem

SALTED SLUG

your words stung,

and hung

me upside down, inside out,

to watch you

swan turned shrew-

hairbrush out all memory and meaning,

from those fresco pictures on the wet plaster ceiling-

that my Michaelangelo took years to paint,

in glorious colours, now flaked and full of hate.

the lights of our plaeides went out,

with no new songs to sing and talk about-

suspended there

inside sobs of solitude and infinite despair-

like soluble syllables of barbiturates

in exhaust fumes of apology and regrets.

you left me prone-

to hear deaths symphony alone,

split and splattered, opened on the floor,

repenting for nothing, evermore-

like a salted slug,

curdled and curled up on the rug-

to melt away

while you spoon and my colours fade to grey.

the heart of truth-

intact in youth,

fractures into fronds of lies and trust,

destined to become a hollow husk-

but i found myself again in hopes congealing pools

and left the field of fools

to someone else-

and put her finished book back on its shelf.

Copyright Strider Marcus Jones. 29th December, 2008. INSIDE OUT.