I need to give a disclaimer or an apology to anyone whom the following poem may offend. Please know it’s written entirely in the context of a dream/nightmare I had last night. The dream hit me hard and permeated my thoughts throughout my day… some of them are just that strong, you know.
Understanding Adrienne
I awoke this morning holding you responsible for my dream
T-shirt dampened, stuck to me and cold
Mirrored light shown tangled curls
Where straightened locks last laid
Now pieces of your sins, her sins and mine
You met her somewhere you had oft forbidden me to go
Where you and your guitar took center stage
Funny how I knew the scene, the smell, its wooden floors
While you thought it so clandestine and clean
You blamed it on camaraderie, your need to concentrate
But she was all the reason for your lies
I entered in and found you finding her and killing me
With every word and look you let her know
So I took raging force and launched with hatred in my bones
Picked her up and threw her like a shoe
With weights and glass and anything around that I could find
I bloodied her and held her up to you
See, she’s not so beautiful; pathetic, think this through
But you came back defending her each time
You said she held a grace which I myself would never find
So sickening it was to hear you there
That even should I eat her flesh, I would not change your mind
Now go from me, I’ve still this day to bear.