Sleep
with an idol. Here's what happens then:
There's glitter on your face, and hair, and mouth.
You like it, make the coffee as you glisten.
At
first the glitter covers up the human:
A drinking problem. Cigarettes. False teeth.
Sleep with an idol. Here's what happens then:
One
day you find his failure on your skin.
It's wet like paint, transparent as a moth.
You hate it, make the coffee as you glisten.
What
happened to the glamour of the pen?
What happened to the voice? It wasn't truth.
Sleep with an idol. Here's what happens then.
You
know he doesn't want to be alone,
That words mean nothing to him next to youth.
You hate it, make the coffee as you glisten.
You
call your first an adolescent passion;
You keep your next one shiny with a cloth.
Sleep with an idol. Here's what happens then:
You like it, make the coffee as you glisten.
Kim
Bridgford directs the writing program at Fairfield University, where
she is a professor of English and poetry editor of Dogwood. Her
poetry has appeared in The North American Review, The Christian
Science Monitor, The Georgia Review, her fiction in Redbook, The
Massachusetts Review and Witness. Bridgford received a 1999-2000
NEA Fellowship.
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