Greedy Red Toads
a Lourdes and Emelén co-write ;
an acrostic bedtimestory for our birth mother and father .
When summer took Wyoming
Heating up the wire fencing
Iris adorned imported olives in her two o´clock martini
She almost didn´t notice , but she made a wish then
He , on the other hand , felt the icebreeze dividing the air
Exit lines had never been one of his flairs
So he backed away from her out the door
Anytime after that the call would come in
Remembering the exact time of events is impossible
Even when she tried puzzling the day together years after
Blankets , the cheap fleece kind bought at Wal-Mart
Rolled around his broken features , keeping them together
Unfortunate U-turn was what they had called it
Talking to her in unnaturally softened voices
As to not awake the beast
Leashed deep inside the dark pits of her stare
And then she ran
Not turning , expecting to feel hands clamping her mouth
Dodging the Wyoming wind she had taken for granted
Until that day she´d had a childish faith in pie charts
Now she no longer believed in invented logic
Forever after was in direct opposition to here and now
One single wish had rearranged her universe
Rage had been a greedy red toad
Growing in her throat until she choked
It leaped out before she could take it back
Vigilant but unaware of the sudden change in temperature
Iris crushed an icecube between her teeth
Numbing the sound of his car engine and her own heart
Giving single beats announcing the alteration of
everything
here and forever more
Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2007-07-10 at 20:34
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