It nearly reaches my lips
My favorite Addiction
Lights flare up behind me
I palm the highway contraband
No one cares at home
Indulge till you’re plastered
But here it’s a crime
It slips in the glove box
As I pull out my papers
Proof I’ve paid dues
Will he even care?
My face is askew
Still wearing midnite sins
I beckon a tear
Unbutton some more
Men cave for tears and tits
Maybe he didn’t notice
My illegal activity
Or the swerving car
Is it on my record
That it’s not my first time?
The window rolls down
He leans in beside me
Shakes his head sternly
He knows my naked face
Only one more warning
And hand over the stuff
Goddamn you I say
Though relief trumps anger
He takes Addiction and Potion
My two favorite lipsticks
No more makeup while driving
Allie Dresser http://musingsalongelectricavenue.blogspot.com/
5 Responses to “ADDICTION AND DRIVING • by Allie Dresser”
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February 5th, 2010 at 2:55 am
I don’t know about twists in poems, this is the first I think I’ve seen one, so will let others comment and rate.
February 5th, 2010 at 5:27 am
Interesting poem. Seems to be from a words-flow-fast poet(wish I could do it). Rhythm slips in a couple of lines.
I think the meaning is upside down, inside out, and backwards, but maybe you meant something else.
February 5th, 2010 at 7:02 am
Fun! Love the twist.
February 5th, 2010 at 7:09 am
Clever poem. Only one gripe–unless midnite sins is a fragrance or makeup line or somesuch (Midnite Sins), I would spell it midnight.
February 5th, 2010 at 9:36 pm
Funny, Clever, Interesting and Hit the spot for my poetry addiction today, but maybe a little tightening (thought I loved the “midnight sins” however you spell it)would make it last even longer?