Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack (some inspired by Plath & Sexton)

Killing Floor

What if I were invisible, she asks
where would the liquids go?

She’s serious now
She’s given up on life
and this is her last request
an answer to what is death
and what use is anything without a drink
a dry martini and a pack of Marlboro Reds.

She has priorities
when it comes to life after death
Is there darkness and laughter
If not, I’m not going there
I’ll hang around with you lot 
thank you very much
and I’ll see you on the killing floor.

How do I mute key phrases
key poets and prophets 
who are a stab to my heart.
I am as unnecessary 
as a disposable razor blade
and I am sharp enough to die.

My first highs—
Marlboros before they were Light
drinks from the basement
Guy de Maupassant— when they used to read.
I was put down there
with the spiders
in Omaha
I was disposable after all
an after-effect of the war he went through
so he beat me when I was inconvenient
and he loved me when he was through.

Assassin 
inspired by Ariel by Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath knew —
Endings have beginnings
Like snakes in drainpipes
Or Lynette Fromme on a very bad day
It’s dust to dust and hell to hell
The devil comes and rings his bell
We all have that train to ride —
Spoil the illusion and we’re gone
Blow it up, but we’ll  go on
We’re endless as the sea
And nothing contains everything.

Ruthless

That night was ruthless 
And I went insane 
But it was a good thing.

I spoke to the prophet 
Who explained it all.

He shot the bullet 
Because he was searching for life.

He was a mystic looking for a star.

I am dispensable now.

Howling

My slippery days are over
But the fire still lives on
There’s a soft moon rising
Any day now.

There’s a wolf I loved
And I let the beast destroy me
It doesn’t matter now
No one believed me anyhow.

But I kept on crying wolf
Pretending that I mattered
I’m a voice howling in the dark
One day they’ll find my heart.

Plath and Sexton

Your eyes are extraordinary
And your mouth is red
Like roses at midnight
Your nose is of no consequence
But your hair is perfect
And I’m ready for you
To crack me again
You are the phantom 
That spins me around
Who picks me up
From the floor of despair
I’m a passenger here
So close my eyes
My window is viewless 
Anyway, I like your disguise
I’ll do as I’m told
I have a pill to take
But I’ll take that drink now
Then I’ll die when you say.

Faith Has Been Broken

Faith has been broken,
It was silly to try, and really, why?
Throw the bomb and blow us apart,
It frightens the fish, we’re pathetic anyhow,
Feasting on powder falling from your tongue,
Circling around with our mouths open,
Begging like top or bottom feeders,
Like husbands and wives,
We’re entertainment in an aquarium of lies,
Like a cat with no paw, we’re fantastic,
No need to drop us a line,
We’ll eat what we’re fed, and we’ll play along,
And we’ll die when we’re told,
We’ll believe you, somehow,
That this is an ocean or a natural pond,
But really it’s your game, and we’ll live till we’re done.
Strange dreams may hold us,
Lead us around by the tongue,
Making sweet sounds,
Drawing us down, clasping and dancing,
Claws in our crowns, you’re lethal with smiling,
With incisors we don’t see until it’s too late,
And we’re flopping around,
Why don’t we get it? A tiger has stripes,
A Siamese has twins, coon cats aren’t black,
What does anything mean, because a cat is a cat,
And we’re fish in a bowl, every one,
Red, English, Spanish or French,
We have gills and we’re gullible,
We’ve a tail that moves around,
But we’re just swimming in order to drown. 

August 2022 Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack 

July 2022 Poetry Showcase by Elizabeth Cusack 

Dylan Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack
 









By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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