BlueDemon77
BlueDemon77
Aug 14, 2012

Nothing to fear

Nothing to Fear
By R W

Woke to a flat foot kicking at my knee
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"come-on, move it up the street or get to the shelter!"
I stretched, emerging from my mound of newsprint surrounding me
I stood, checking my pockets for a partial cigarette butt
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I saw her looking then, I glanced away making for the back
of a nearby Ionic column
if ya been there, ya know the worse part is the disdain
the disgust in most faces just as I stand in my old Navy coat
and the rest from the shelter
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I found a soft pack in my pocket and a mini-bic, cigarette still intact
I saw the shadow before I heard the footstep:
someone small standing behind me at close distance
I turned quickly, she jumped
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I felt bad, felt like I looked, and smelled bad
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still she stood there......"C--C-Corey?" her pretty Asian squeak
of a voice intoned.....
it took me another millisecond to recognize Naoko Fushimi,
It had been so long since I had talked to someone who looked in my eyes
instead of down the road to some far off destination
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I was a roach....
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she sat down beside me, and cried....
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"what.....happened?" her voice belying tears, her eyes seeking
the perpetual motion of my own.
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"I finally got what I always wanted, Naoko,... nothing to fear"
she reached inside her coat going for a purse or something.
Last I heard she had moved on from the physics I taught to
String theory research.
I wasn't surprised, she'd always been a star
I waved and sheepishly half tried to smile as I began walking with intent,
away from the Library.
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As I heard her sobs increase behind me, and the memories
of our nights of lovemaking,
I limped my way out of the shadows and down a trash-can filled alley.

Nothing to fear.........
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About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

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About the Author

Region, Country: Columbus, Ohio, USA

Favorite Poets: Rimbaud

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Comments

Ian.T

Ian.T

12 years 8 months ago

This would make a good short story nearly as you have put it here but what type of poem is this??
I enjoyed the write is this a specific type of write ??
Yours Ian.T

BlueDemon77

It's just a highly prosaic idea spontaneous writing, I'm so early in its process, I'm not sure what it's going to be yet. Thanks for reading though.

Ron