February 1, 2008

Lit by Chicks

MAN I CURE

by Sandee Lyles

The polish
has worn away
from
your cyanotic,
brittle self

I never could quite
get you to the point
where I was happy

so, like the others,
I bit you off

and spit you across rooms

We loved under half moons
catching on edges
of silk dreams
once shared

You tried coming back
and I kept you
filed away
or clipped from me
altogether

you are so persistent
I've decided to keep you for a while
and see what happens

but we'll have to
trim some stuff away



Sandee Lyles is an RN and freelance writer in Flower Mound, Texas. She has work forthcoming in several print magazines including
Mississippi Crow, Writers Post Journal, and Skyline, and received a Pushcart Nomination for her poem 'Backyard Lifeline', recently released in Literary House Review. She has been featured in several Dallas, Texas papers and some of her poetry can be found featured online at Poets Express. Sandee dreams of being a rodeo clown but is unwilling to put up with the bull.