Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Russian Roulette

let's have fun, you say
nothing wrong with having fun.

you push my hair back
so softly
how about this? you say

you twirl me.
we twirl.
BANG! i fall.
you're mindblowing.

take a risk, you say
screw me?
screw you!

i'm just messing about,
you say, playing.
yes, you're playing
playing russian roulette with my heart...

no risk, no fun.

no risk...?





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edit:
im not so sure about the end... iv never written a poem like that. so far, my poems have always rhymed, but when i started to write it that way, it felt kinda childish
so im interested in (nice, as in friendly and non-insulting) criticisms!

1 comment:

  1. Hm, maybe it's exactly because it's not rhyming that it sounds so spontaneous and real. The cycling of words and feelings reminds me of a roulette. It's a really strong feeling that you are writing about, one of those which leave you dazzled and weightless, and without a anchor. A really nice, honest poem :)

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