Wet books

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That smell of wet books and Chanel no 5
is no invitation
There are no arms open
stiff I freeze
Under my soles is the threshold
A cold door knob damp in my palm
Dead echoes haunt from behind
“Vanity!” they scream
A million hands reaching to save me from their sins
fingers grasping at my clothing
If only they would just listen
“hear me out!”
It’s no use their minds are with moons and times
sloshed together creating the great divide
“I’ll have no part!” I yell
stepping in
door closed behind
I’ll have no part that whisper left my mouth
slipping to the ground
I’ll have no part.

 

-Saschia Johnson

Published by Jayne

Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

6 thoughts on “Wet books”

  2. Can you explain this one? I feel my interpretation but I can’t word it lol. There’s a hint of religious association but….it can just as easily be a mental health poem alluding to schizophrenia. Not sure.

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    1. Thank you for asking. I suppose the gist of it is that I prefer not to do things just because everyone else it doing it. Even if that means I have to deal with the back lash.

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  3. Ohhhh I like it a lot. I’m always attracted to a wallflower. There is so many ways I can twist this poem. It’s definitely not a one dimensional poem. Thanks for replying.

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