Cars Flipped Into A Eulogy For Two... An Artist In The Trunk

By Bella Butchery

There is a light on the stage

A faint ominous glow
He glares at the stars
Seething with rage

Speckled sweet he screams
A lung collapsed catharsis
Coats the windshield
And smears his iris

Lets just drive
Take me anywhere
But here

He holds the back of her neck
Her lashes spit dew
Maybe she forgot why
She never says I love you

Drive me around
And forget everything
Drive me around
And remember nothing

Light up the stage
He will take all the blame
Encore
Encore
For the final chapter
Of another turned page

Her fingers are skeleton keys
Keeping me locked in
Hovering over my knees

Lets never look back
Lets just drive
Take me back again

Intermission is long gone
And the theatre spot
Dawns a new day
But the mic dangles
Like his legs off
The edge of the stage

Lets just drive
Take me anywhere
But here
Drive me around
And forget everything
Drive me around
And remember nothing
Lets never look back
Lets just drive
Take me back again

Her hair caught the wind
And with a glance
I was locked in

She wants to speak
Words the ears adore..
But she wont say
I love you anymore...

"Honey, I never promiced my arms would keep you safe from me"

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Published on Tuesday, November 13, 2007. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Cars Flipped Into A Eulogy For Two... An Artist In The Trunk"

On Saturday, December 22, 2007, italianbella (185) wrote:

youre titles are so creative I loved this it was an awesome read.
On Friday, December 7, 2007, Dancing_Monkey (1246) wrote:

It's been said.
On Tuesday, November 27, 2007, Sketso (435) wrote:

Raw power in a soft flow... I felt this one down deep. Sometimes, I take that drive, but it always seems to be alone, no *let's* to it, and I always wish I could stay where I end up rather than turning back around for the long journey home.
A former member wrote: i liked this..the flow and all..and the last line was killer.
On Friday, November 16, 2007, Disassembly Boy (61) wrote:

loved the intensity of this write. Haven't been around lately much, but it's good to read your newest write.. *claps*
On Thursday, November 15, 2007, slow.burn.star (84) wrote:

Hope all is well... you've really learned how to put your feelings into words. Glad I showed you DP. Looks like it's brought good things into your life. I'm very happy for you. .heart.
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Narcissa (404) wrote:

What can I say that hasn't already been mentioned? IT put me back into the convertable I once had with the top down in freezing weather trying to forget the pain by the numbness of the frost that fell in my hair - How I freed myself from the hell my life was - yeah thats what this said to me - you are wonderful in captureing a moment!
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Lynaes (859) wrote:

"her lashes spit dew/maybe she forgot why/she never says I love you." what a line, it hurt bad.. But I can imagine this as a beautiful soft acoustic song. Guess that's because your poetry is always music to my eyes. Stunning as always. and that last line, damn.
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Alanarchy (1200) wrote:

I absolutely agree. I always look at your stuff as if it were a song. Many of them more then deserve musical accompanyment.
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Mylissa (845) wrote:

tragically amazing, with every word, so intense. You are so creative.
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Alanarchy (1200) wrote:

You write alot like one of my very good friends. I enjoy his stuff, just as much as I do yours. right on, with the write on, and what not. :D killer.
A former member wrote: honey, i never promised my arms would keep you safe from me. tragic. beautiful
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Mari (425) wrote:

her fingers are skeleton keys./
On Tuesday, November 13, 2007, Dysphoria (88) wrote:

The last stanza is my favorite, it ties it together nicely. As always this is beautiful.