Tuesday, November 08, 2016

Stephanie

“This isn’t what
I expected.

What’s she doing
here?

Yeah, she’s one of those
pious church ladies.
Everything is
“Jesus this” and
“God Bless Whatever”.

Is she here to pray
for me?
Probably wants me
to change
my ways.

“Come to see the light.
Get right with Jesus.”

What a crock.

Is that my Dad?
Where’d they find him?
And did he do
all his time
or did he make
early release?

Don’t come nearer.
No, agh!
Don’t kiss my forehead,
you miserable fuck.

You’re lucky
I’m in this goddamned coma,
because I’d bust your ass
if I could,
you selfish prick.

Don’t stare.
Don’t you know it’s not polite
to stare at someone
who can’t stare back?

Just get out.




Wait,
is that…
no, it can’t…

Stephanie?

Steffy?
oh my God.

Don’t cry, honey.
I'm sorry you have to
see me this way.

Ain’t you married
no more?
Where’s your
wedding ring?

Shh. Shh.
Don’t cry.

I forgot how
your head felt
resting on
my chest.

That memory feels
a million miles away
now.

Steph?

Steph,
I’m sorry
I let you go.

I’m sorry
I couldn’t change.

I’m sorry
I took that corner so fast.

Steph,
if I get out of this,
can we,
you know,
try again?”

[Written for https://dversepoets.com/ and http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/ ]

28 comments:

  1. A powerful bit of poetics, Mosk! This is SOOO good!

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    1. Thanks, Walt and may everything go well with you and your bride.

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  2. Very, very pointed and poignant at the same time. Regrets will always outlast us.

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    1. Thanks, regrets are tough, esp when there's nothing to be done.

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  3. So good indeed - a most clever write.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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    1. Thanks, Anna. I'm trying different voices this month.

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  4. Oh I do love this, that sad sad ending when it's really too late.

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    1. Yes, sometimes when we hesitate, we lose. Thanks.

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  5. WOW. I felt this, deeply. Great work, Mosk.

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    1. Thanks, I like writing these poemonologues.

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  6. Wonderful dramatic monologue.

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    1. Thanks, and I imagine this goes on all the time in hospitals.

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  7. The monologue takes the reader along a personal journey here.. Quite tragic in the telling.

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    1. Thought of being unable to say something and just having to accept that is brutal.

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  8. Very emotive piece. Leaves me feeling unsettled. Thought-provoking.

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  9. This is absolutely phenomenal! (fans herself) ❤️

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  10. Wow! It's been a while since I read your poetry. Now I remember what I have been missing. Excellent read!

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    1. Thanks, Mark. I appreciate you remembering me.

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  11. SMiLes i can relate
    in a stranger way
    of not being
    able to say
    hello or
    goodbye of Love..
    even with eyes
    and ears in pain
    that wanted to work...
    heArt in coma says fare
    well for 66 months.. waiting
    for a liGht in broad day liGht..:)

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    1. Thanks for your kind comment.

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  12. Oh my...It reminds me of those times I can't wake up. I battle to escape the world behind my eyes, but it is such a struggle.

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  13. The communication of the invisible. Painful to imagine but well written.

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