XXVII-26 Black-Market Heart

[AJFolkart]

Have run out of time, will have to comment tomorrow at dawn!

XXVII-26 Black-Market Heart

You could do yourself an injury
and never be able to love again
trying to transplant a black-market heart
souled to you by some rascal peddler.

Know that your time is coming!

The blind Goddess, Justice, scales held high,
is having a cataract operation next Wednesday.

Her vision will be 40/40 X-Ray after that,
see right down to your garters
once she learns to focus again,
see every whisper and death rattlesnake.

So swallow your bewilderment,
and just make do with what you have
tick tock, tick tock, ratatatatatat.

[allenitz]

"souled to you"

that's great.

noticed the rattlesnake reference - just saw in the ny times today the same rattlesnake invasion stories I was reading in the la times a month ago. I guess it too them a while to slither from la to ny (probably a bunch got lost in texas).

good poem.

allen

[Martha G.]

Alice, I was struck by this too:

Alice wrote:

souled to you

I feel forewarned by the whole poem especially this:

Alice wrote:

see right down to your garters
once she learns to focus again,
see every whisper and death rattlesnake.

Martha

[TheGunnersDream]

You could do yourself an injury
and never be able to love again
trying to transplant a black-market heart
souled to you by some rascal peddler.

The blind Goddess, Justice, scales held high,
is having a cataract operation next Wednesday.

These lines shone out, and as already indicated "souled" was great.

Don't hurry back, we'll have a party in your absence and mess the place up a bit.

Thane

[eachilles]

Alice,

these lines need to be read aloud:

Her vision will be 40/40 X-Ray after that,
see right down to your garters
once she learns to focus again,
see every whisper and death rattlesnake.

There's something very fluid, and at the same time choppy here at the end with 'rattlesnake' that alerts us to the danger.

Very cool write.

Ellen

[Helen V]

Alice,

This is clever, I esp. like:

'trying to transplant a black-market heart
souled to you by some rascal peddler.'

AND:

'So swallow your bewilderment,
and just make do with what you have
tick tock, tick tock, ratatatatatat.'

Nice, Alice,
Smiles,
Helen

[gardawg]

Her vision will be 40/40 X-Ray after that,
see right down to your garters
once she learns to focus again,
see every whisper and death rattlesnake.

An outstanding S in a vg poem.

Smiles.

Gary
who is glad we don't rattlers or anything like them...