Melting woman by ~anyaroseberries

Traditional Art / Paintings / People

Meltdown

She slid softly

down the sofa

like warm toffee off an apple

We watched as she

slowly

melted,

and

drip

became a stressed mess on the floor.

we were used to it.

it was all done for attention.

When she went into

total

melt

down,

and could not scrape herself off the carpet.

We phoned the sweet factory,

who discreetly came,

scooped her up,

wrapped her in foil,

and took her away

in the factory van.

They say she’s clinging to a grapevine now.

Being supported

by the tender tendrils

cheap vin rouge

copyright Diana Leighton May 2011

Ghost Word

And as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothings a local habitation and a name.

- William Shakespeare from A Midsummer Night's Dream

I see you every night when I am writing.

At 10pm

you stand

under the sodium light,

opposite my window.

I cannot know you as

you are diabolical, dark

and mysterious.

I see you look at my face

in the window.

I am deaf and

your mouth moves,

but I cannot see what you say.

A fedora hides your mouth.

The Trench coat

hides your soul.

A puff of smoke from your cigar

twirls up like

a wraith, and

it's scent enfolds me.

It says you are Lucifer.

You are in my brain, my imagination.

You are my obsession.

But, I have no fear as

I know you are an error,

a misrepresentation.

You are a ghost word.

You don't exist.

Diana Leighton May 2011

¹ Ghost Word - is a non-existent word entered into the second edition of Webster's New International Dictionary by mistake.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dord