That Poker Face You Make

by StandStill   Dec 29, 2008


He dialed
911
and screamed into the receiver
"Doctor! Doctor! Save me!"
But no one answered
and the headache devoured him.

Submissive was the queen of hearts
and she let him play with hers
but upon the shattering of her diamonds
the universe expanded.
We all watched those fireworks
with the Christmas-morning awe written plainly-
plainly on our faces,
plainly on our wrists.
None of us could save her
so we applauded the rain of stars.

What of life anyway, love?
Is't but mere punishment-
words, heartache, headache-
and we trap ourselves between the white lines?
That's what they both were thinking
when they crashed against
the wall
and shivered.

Take a breath,
lay down your cards.
It's all over but the cryin'.

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all I can say is wtf? O.O

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  • 15 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Poker Face
    ^
    A title full of imagery. We all see the straight face, but best of all we imagine the deceit beneath the twinkle less eyes!

    1st Stanza
    I like how you have slowed down the sequence of events by allowing the call to the emergency services to have the first two lines. I realise that this phone call is a metaphor. Maybe for an actor, a person who manipulates their character to obtain a required response. In this scenario, he gets no response and so the pain becomes real. I like this! :)

    Stanza 2
    Queen of hearts - this is probably a person familiar to you, or you? Years of abuse has caused dire consequences. I love the imagery of shattered diamonds. I see this like blood showering, especially with the reference to wrists. Nice work here! :)

    Stanza 3
    A couple of questions to make the reader think. *Note typo on is't* Is it: is it, or it's?
    The question makes you wonder if love is just a illusion to lure those in so that pain can do it thing?
    Trapped in between the white lines - a reference to drugs. Drugs helping to mask the pain of emotional/physical trauma?
    The word shiver, sounds very final, almost like a death!

    Stanza 4
    Here we see you slow the story down. Winding it down to a stop. It has a mellow feeling, like a feeling of exhaustion?
    After the bloodshed, al that is left is tears.

    Well done on this write.

    Michael

  • 15 years ago

    by Teria

    I really liked this poem. It was charismatic. I found myself smiling through it all, mostly because of the imagery. Of course the emotion is nothing to smile about but how you put it into words is unique and gratifying.

    Seems you know how to write quite well? I'm sure of it.

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