451 press, Poetry

Band-aid and Bruises

Posted on January 22, 2016 by Chrissy

It is a dream you are selling

to the neediest girl,

about fancy rides in cars

admiring every part of her body

pretending she is the only woman

on earth that matters

besides your wife

and numerous lovers.

All these band-aids and bruises

you cover up your roles

like a thespian.

Tell me have you discarded morality

as much as you profess?

Have you discovered the ego

is the only thing worth stroking?

Have you forsaken even god

to kiss the devil?

I am too old for fancy cars

and precious poets

who claim to

love me from afar.

When I was eight

I covered up my bruises

with band-aids

they healed.

Now they are invisible.

Who can see the cuts now?

Truly not you,

with your line-up of women

at the door

and your presumption

that I like anyone you have ever met before.

I am not even close

to anything you think I am.

I have not been married three times,

I do not have children from different men

I loved.

I do not have a mental illness,

I do not care for the car you drive

or the clothes you wear,

I do not care about the money

and what I have in my life

I cherish

I hold dear.

And what I’ve lost

I hold even closer.

Your tricks do not work with me

so stop trying.

14 comments

sheldonk2014 · January 22, 2016

Very powerful imagery
Great piece

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Eric · January 22, 2016

Wow. This is beautiful and power, Christina. Just like you! ❤

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- Chrissy · January 22, 2016
  
  grateful Eric for all your kind words. xx you just made my day!
  
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  - Eric · January 22, 2016
    
    😚❤💕
    
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  - Chrissy · January 22, 2016
    
    xo
    
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laurelwolfelives · January 22, 2016

Wow! One of your best!

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- Chrissy · January 23, 2016
  
  thrilled you think so 🙂
  
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thelonelyauthorblog · January 22, 2016

Bravo. This was so good. Powerful words. This is you at your very best!

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- Chrissy · January 23, 2016
  
  and i actually thought it was so-so, you know how the writer is their own worst critic, well i am, but thank you for thinking so, x
  
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  - thelonelyauthorblog · January 23, 2016
    
    We all are our own worst critic. But this was powerful.
    
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  - Chrissy · January 25, 2016
    
    Thank you.x
    
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EDC Writing · January 22, 2016

So much maturity and control in your writing…I wonder at the words you could have but chose not to use…the whole more than the line…the most I’ve seen of you.

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- Chrissy · January 23, 2016
  
  probably because ‘ve been writing for decades, i thank you for noticing the details and the words I selected because I don’t think much when I write, it just comes like waves crashing on a shore
  
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