Was it Your Easter or Mine?
Was it Your Easter or Mine?
by Misti Rainwater-Lites
I know you dyed the eggs.
The hard-boiled extra large eggs
from the Piggly Wiggly. Yes yes yes.
Goddamn it. You colored those
non-organic fuckers. Bright pink.
Indifferent yellow. Pussy lavender.
Nausea green. Cherokee turquoise.
Anal orange. Dreamswoon blue.
Excellent. Your creative mind
exploded like so much Mexican
confetti. Bueno. I kissed you for
that. I used my tongue. I brushed
my teeth first with that cinnamon
chocolate paste you so deeply dig.
I wanted to reward you with a concise
and sweet
taste
of me.
You got it.
Ahh that pic cracks me up!!! It seems to go well with the poem too! It’s been a while since i’ve read any Misti Rainwater-Lites–this one delivers a unique sentiment and it seems floated down to the sediment. Celebration should be sharing the experience, right? Well sometimes people get a little too much into it and maybe forget themselves, or even that’s just the way they are. Where’s the fine-line between being together having fun and being a complete frekin’ lunatic going overboard in enthusiasm. But perhaps the greater possibility here is that the writer was genuinely gonna be non-plussed in any event and the ‘even-keel’ ho-humness was overshadowed by the searing sun of their partner doing cartwheels at 4 in the morning living in some happy happy joy joy moment.
i smirked heavilly reading this piece enjoying the humor and sarcasm and then the final delivery of the lines: ” I kissed you for
that. I used my tongue. I brushed my teeth first with that cinnamon
chocolate paste you so deeply dig. I wanted to reward you with a concise and sweet taste of me. You got it.” Poem’s structure was right-on for flow and readability–thoughts dipped in and out of observation and laid to the side to dry…just like the colored eggs! Thx for sharing!
Classic Misti, replete with disgustingly effective imagery and snappiness. “Anal orange?” Perfect. The list of colors is amazing.
I love the energy.
thanks for readin’ & appreciatin’