Shut Up and Kiss Me – then…

nick notch
score scotch
wildly wounded
bitter bite
wrong or write it down for future fights

time is wasting
tired of chasing you I hate
you suffocate
put away your pasties
and get real

get real for a minute
or two late for anything
everything
go any further we drop the dime
click the quarter
buy the ring bell is clanging toll is
heavy stuff here

need to
take a
step back and look at it
from a future point of view
in a different light bright wish I may wish I might
find you in the parking lot
I forgot
where you left me
fighting the dragon
so stop stabbing me
stop stabbing and jabbing
and talking me to death

I have no answers
but want to see me laugh?
laugh out loud till my body shakes
quakes
with too much

Is this how we got here?
too much intensity
chewed through too much
just want to hitch
and ride to galaxies
and beyond
where you are you and I am I
and we are where we were
before this fight
this nick this cut this
what?

Kiss me
What?
Shut up and ya I know
kiss me
then
stab a little further

by colleen hannah

life is never as it seems and I usually do a little editorial spout at the end of my poems, but I will just leave this one for you to try to figure out. Hint- theme from one of my other poems. Write me a comment if you think you know. I would love to hear from you.

INTO THE GROANING GREY

In the cold dark heart
of a deep winters day
mourning loss of warmer days
naked i was and naked will be
here in the groaning grey.

-colleen hannah