NaPoWriMo #29 - Almost there!
Truth or Dare
Truth. Each morning I buck
the mirror, try fixing
my Barbie face by (false) memory.
Truth lies like an antique
quilt, hanging by loosened stitches
lonely on a hand-made coat rack.
False wedding bands disintegrate
on yellowed cotton. Marriage bed.
False. False. I dare you to lie down.
Confess. Your legs bend only
at the knee. Where and when
you dare to bow
and scrape is a matter of taste,
a falsehood that wives make
their own casseroles, their own
decisions. We all hold recipes.
I dare you
to kiss
another man.
The truth is
I would love a kiss
from any man
if only I dared
turn the other cheek.
Truth or dare.
What is your weapon
of choice?
How do you live
your one warm and cozy life?
Labels: confession Tuesday, marriage, NaPoWriMo
posted by jillypoet @ 11:16 PM
3 Comments:
of course, i'm in love with this. kissing other boys is a theme that intrigues me, of course, but i'll save the dares for private emails. :)
I really like "Confess. Your legs bend only / at the knee," though I'm not at all sure I understand it.
Are "wedding bands" some kind of quilt pattern?
(I'm trying to think of someone who has a warm and cozy life, but I suppose that's not the point -- the point is that the narrator thinks the addressee does.)
Anyway, I think it's a very good poem, even if I am at sea sometimes . The sea's not a bad place to be.
Good post! Thanks a lot.
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