Junkie
“I didn’t want to curb your high, but--”
You didn’t want to think about the wild highway after that.
It could be grave
But gamble on retrospect,
That last gamble, a weekender’s saccharine.
You, turning the stove on high, hoping to make a sweet caramel--
The right words weren’t said, Junkie.
Will you be still?
Does the risk make the ground underneath true?
You knew the friction at first touch
Traction enough to carry on,
carry on--
In the same place,
You dangled, adrenaline queen.
And she knew your solid ground
As she knew an island of quicksand.
You, boiling under the surface--
I saw on her face
She recognized
Not for the first time
Not misted eyes
but steam,
Rising
I like the structure of each line getting shorter as the poem goes on. My favorite line is "You dangled, adrenaline queen." I also think the idea of the poem is really interesting.
ReplyDeleteI really like the diction throughout the poem. My favorite line is "That last gamble, a weekender's saccharine", and I also thought that your organization and line breaks were well chosen.
ReplyDeleteI really like how you used questions in your poem, and I feel like they really contribute to the flow of it. You also have really well planned out line breaks that have enjambment in some of them and complete thoughts in others. My favorite line is the "she knew of your solid ground as she knew an island of quicksand".
ReplyDeleteI liked how you used line breaks to help convey your message. In particular, the line breaks in the second-to-last stanza really help to draw the reader's attention to each line. My favorite line is "That last gamble, a weekender’s saccharine.".
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