No
by
Karen Hallenbeck-Sikorsky-George BS,RN
May 31st, 2007
Opal sun, desert moon, no more I walk this line of endless you
No worth to pray the hope is scattered, over on the garden rose
Petal drop upon my tears, you rose, pinker and bright, no seed
I am but flower light, the dark shatters, splinters the pain, the
Surging sea pounds me deeper, further, below all abyss, the core
Is timeless, this second of death, is tearing me to shreds like
Over bleached cotton stripped, and unbuttoned shirt, it
Falls open and my bare breasts cannot be touched again
By you or others staring deep into my heart, it is empty
I desire nothing but this warehouse wall, this my home is
No to you, for I walk gingerly barefoot, my hands hang limp
Exhaustion passed light years ago, the furnace simmers, awaits
The devil for my trade, he will die for there is no baby face of
Innocent day to give, the jewel glimmers like a rare emerald
Far to the left of the stucco house somewhere in Brazil and
This dark skinned maid brings sweet coffee (no) to you, not me
Cry out no recluse the world stands near me laughing
A spider pins my skin, injects venom I hurt again the
Delirium festers sopping flesh you think the lie begins
Ends, middles to the gorgeous girl who died for you
She cries, crumpled pillowcase, the lies stuffed deep inside
The scent tells of days and years of lost romance, some sex
For you her bonnet flawed, no virgin, bluest eyes turn flat and
A grey saucer beyond a pot of weak tea reminds your aching
Heart that "your Karen" drinks strong, dark, hot coffee soothed
With half and half, awaken, golden angel, don't go, she flies up
Again you pick her up, this child asleep, light weight in
Your powerful arms, she is innocent but knows more than
All adults she is ravaged, she is rape incarnate, she is
Filled with towering strength, and the eagle within her
Punctures your useless heart with reddest blood, spikes you
Swivels this gunshot wound to the light she might (if she can)
Dress your festering sore with her countenance, her skin is
No longer sallow, pale; the dark circles of illness disappear she
Is free of you, free of endurance; she can lay down on this
Feather bed without a need to answer your cell phone calls
Where this highway went beat her down it was local road
Town to town, red light to red light, it was a place you
Visit for the day, then turn around, go home, eat a hot meal
Your beloved nearby, feel her warmth, her endless heart
You lost the race, she did what you always aspired you are now
A knock out, this slender reed of infinite strength stared into your
Eyes where all the crying became a river, deeper than you were
Willing to accept, share; give to her as a wrapped present she
Alone is your love, she is the wife you never had, she is the good
The only pure virgin dove in your black hole, she is all of you, more
Than you deserve, when you transfer your hurt, your ball
Of rage to her gentle place, you pillage her life, steal her
Air, her cloud of white, her chance to be without you
Go find a rotting core, this skinned apple discarded go
No sense, nonsense, no sense, this is a circle that broke
This band of silence is deafening, the sounds of music berate you
Just a stray blade of grass there are millions in this one foot patch
She wants to find her end alone, she is staring out at the skylight
Eastern night, tall buildings she recognizes, a life, her history her
Being is here, do not enter; you are trespassing, cop a charge
The heat outside is intrepid; ice and a cold Coke count
Cool the inner heat, wash the scarred and burned flesh
Tear the day glow paste from your eyes you foul beast
Do not say hello to me again, for good bye is all that
I offer this day, is a date
No...
I said it now listen, (I) will
Not repeat it a third time
No...
