A Poem for Your Consideration: Congenial Demands

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Congenial Demands

Picking up the pieces of rubble from a broken

seashell while on holiday with the husband

who demands to know what you are thinking-

about the life you once led as a missionary

assuming the position as a humble servant

and kneeling before the alter of self-righteousness

and political machinations – character assassinations

that end when you snuff out that demanding voice

of conscience. The reason tells you it is not love

but an hormonal imbalance that tricks four pounds-

not kilograms – of wrinkled gray matter

that is smoothed and smothered by affection.

His demands are simple – tell him what you are thinking.

But your arresting thoughts are held behind bulbous eyes

that scan the shoreline plotting the next escape from the

escarpment – with a leap into the ocean – A New Awakening!

You swim until you grow weary and submit

to the congenial demands of the wrinkled gray liquid matter –

once an ocean of wrong choices and regret,

now a euphoric honeymoon sea of possibility.

© 2007 DIY Danna/The Surreal Estate of Danna Marrón Williams.

I won’t go into a detailed explanation of what events, person, and/or place inspired this short free verse exercise, but I have had a lot on my mind about the disintegration or loss of communication in relationships. And you probably guessed correctly who the mystery people in the photos above are: Author of The Awakening, Kate Chopin, and that kinda creepy guy from the Steven Soderbergh movie Schizopolis.

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