What They Don’t Know Won’t Hurt Them
Oct 8th, 2009 | By Julie M Tate | Category: Poetry | 422 viewsThese corner booths are perfect
for silent exhibition.
The hiss of your belt coming loose
does not frighten me—
no one can hear over the mandolin on stage.
My cold-blooded fingers seek and seize
like rattlesnakes to heat.
Your hand trembles
around a sweating martini glass—
Careful not to shed its contents
as easily as you’ve spilled
into a cocktail napkin
now sitting in an overflowing ashtray.
The oblivious scurry off
into the waiting arms of sobriety.
We wait until last call while
you go limp in my embrace.
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About Julie M Tate: Julie M. Tate has appeared in literary journals such as Papyrus, anthologies such as The Great American Poetry Show and her first chapbook, The Rough Chronicles of Bipolar Romance, was published this year. She is the owner, author and editor of Gossip and the Devil (www.devilgossip.com), a creative/lifestyle blog providing interviews with independent artists in a variety of mediums and commentary on culture, music and travel. She is also the owner and sole designer for Modern Orphan Designs (www.modernorphandesigns.com). She currently resides in Tulsa, OK though she considers Chicago, IL home. She is a modern orphan. |
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Great. Love the bravery & honesty & the shadow of what you’re really saying.