SECURITY

SECURITY
Tyson West

(Poet’s Note: “Security” is a light poem involving feelings of an old man reminiscent of John Crowe Ransom’s “Piazza Piece” only done in the post 9/11 world.  In this case the old admirer may have a ghost of a chance if he puts some of his prescription pharmaceuticals on the table, but who knows?)

Copshop metal detector line
Comely edged lass
Mid thirties used but not used up —
In my youth I would have bought
Endless drinks to move
The evening towards hope
But never certain
Or safe —
Posed her citation
For some nefarious infraction
Gallery of tattoos
Visible
Though her clothes were not
Particularly revealing.
Pierced nipples
Upper right arm guarded
By magenta dragon
Wisteria tramp stamp peeking out between
Tight jeans and sleeveless blouse
Stigmata of rosebuds on tops
Of her feet
Six sweet butterflies soar up her elbow sinister
To caress
Her hard shoulder
First glance Nice tats, Honey!
Focus
Grinning human skulls with mothwings
Enough
Even now in my grey calm
To flutter with her
And pair
Just to see
If I emerge
Alive.

©2012 This work is the property of the author.

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Posted on September 29, 2012, in POETRY, Tyson West and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Another fine piece from Tyson West. There is one more to come, but that’s a poem for late at night not a Saturday morning.

    Read his INTIMACY OF DARK NIGHT by clicking the link:
    https://misfitsmiscellany.wordpress.com/2012/09/04/intimacy-of-dark-night/

  2. Yes, a Saturday morning is not for “Security.” It take us unwittingly to a fool’s paradise in a
    Blakean universe rather than a mere Ransom one. Its focus on an ironic blend of a castaway
    voyeurs imagination of fixations allows Tyson a suspicion of his own earthy language inspired by a rather discrepant and mordant spirituality and sensuality of his own making.

  3. I love this poem. The warning signs are all there; he knows he likely will not survive. But he doesn’t care; even in his “grey calm,” he’s dying to “flutter.” These are my favorite lines:

    “Comely edged lass”
    “Posed her citation For some nefarious infraction”

    The guarding magenta dragon, wysteria “tramp stamp,” and stigmata of roses—very creative descriptions. I love the sweet but sinister butterflies! And your ending is excellent.

  4. “Six sweet butterflies soar up her elbow sinister” What a line!

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