What She Was Wearing
by Denver Butson
this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I'm afraid
I might kill myself
if I don't wear it
you've been wearing it
every day since we methe said
and these are my arson gloves
so you don't set fire to something?
he asked
exactly
and this is my terrorism lipstick
my assault and battery eyeliner
my armed robbery boots
I'd like to undress you he said
but would that make me an accomplice?
and today she said I'm wearing
my infidelity underwear
so don't get any ideas
and she put on her nervous breakdown hat
and walked out the door
"What She Was Wearing" by Denver Butson from Illegible Address. © Luquer Street Press, 2004
Monday, February 23, 2009
Denver Butson is a great poet
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3 comments:
I am so pleased that you posted this poem. I heard it this morning on public radio in Rochester, NY and I immediatley set about looking for it. I found it here and sent it to the kooky women I love and a few of the men who love them.
Rings true!
Cindy
i am glad to see you are back in the blogosphere. i turn 21 tomorrow dontcha know. did you ever think it would come to this? all your babies, true and adopted, are practically grown ups! i'm in awe that we've made it this far. thank you for everything you've had to do with that.
Could someone please give me their take/interpretation of this poem. An ex-boyfriend sent it to me recently and I'm not sure what to make of it.
Puzzled but hopeful.
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