SUNRISE IN JAPAN

I had to change my name,
because my face didn’t fit your hands
as it used to
and when you kissed me,
there were no sparks to prove,
that we are in love.
I like the thought of you
(un)dressed on my bed,
but it’s not easy for me
to hang my clothes
on your peg of honesty,
so I just throw them on the floor –
the same place, where
you used to tell me,
how you enjoy the smell
of my just-washed hair.
You write prose about your past
and I (un)write poems about the future,
because I don’t have one.
I want to stare at your face
all three hundred minutes
and no breaks,
but I still won’t be able to see
past that mask of yours
and guess the name
of your first girlfriend.
Sometimes I drag my nails
across walls and floorboards
trying to find that perfect word
to describe
how much I want to hate you,
but it takes three seconds
to find a web of words
to express the emotion I have
for your blue eyes, that
are not blue after-all.
Creative monsters live in walls
of my bedroom,
but only on those days,
when you’ve slept in my bed
and left socks on the stairs –
like a reminder,
that you will crawl back
inside my mind again.
Like a snake in the grass.
Like my hand in your pants.
I wear a shirt with no bra
and I drink coffee with no sugar,
but I cover my eyes in front of strangers
and I disguise whiskey in my coffee,
when the clock strikes 7 in the morning,
because
this is the time,
when people have lunch in Japan
and I like eating in good company.
With strangers.
You told me to quit lying,
but I never even tried
doing it,
so don’t patronise me about things
I have not intended to do,
until you offered
and
I slipped.

– Chatty Owl –

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13 thoughts on “SUNRISE IN JAPAN

  1. chester maynes says:

    a straightforward, striking and bold way of pouring out emotions through strong words.
    written with so much passion and very good! i want to read again and again! Bravo! πŸ™‚

  2. wambliokiye says:

    This one is truly good, when I read it the second time, pictures came out almost living. I love the way you let the sentences speak instead of the words. Like this:
    “I had to change my name,
    because my face didn’t fit your hands
    as it used to”

    Not one single distinguished word! The parts of the sentence speaks together!

    This is also absolutely brilliant:
    “You write prose about your past
    and I (un)write poems about the future,
    because I don’t have one.”

    One sentence, that take you on a journey, from the past into the future, from two persons perspectives and in a view of their relation, concluded in an abrupt, sinister and withdrawal statement regarding the narrator.

    I have a lot to learn from you!

    Nonetheless, what I like the most is what you express behind the words!

    Take Care!

    • Chatty Owl says:

      Flattered and smitten about your comment! Thanks so much! Its rewarding to read what others think about one’s writing and I cant thank you enough for such a constructive feedback!

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