The Doors
Room full of doors
Each door is shaped differently
One door is shaped like lust
One door is shaped like love
Grabbing towards love I hesitate
Lust is so intriguing
So many colors for such a short period
Just a peek inside
Visions of bodies moving up and down
Lips intersect with other lips
On the far wall is a plaque
“No Love No Lust”
Only filtered sounds of Barry White move around
Shutting the door I had to wonder
Lust will always be
Love door opens slightly
The air smells like fresh rain drops
Sounds of Barry Manilow pound through the atmosphere
So many colors of pinks and whites
There are no bodies
Love seems so dull without different colors
Vanilla is the key smell
Vanilla perfume, Vanilla cupcakes and Vanilla sofas
Looking further into love
Only cardboard cut outs of hearts
Petting a puppy on a pillow
A small cut appears
Is it true?
The cliché of love hurts
Maybe lust was the way to go
DJ’s vs. Blockbusters
Garbage Pail Kids the movie is sitting in comedy
Where is Pee Wee’s Big Adventure?
Chairy and Globy need to be in my heart
Action and Adventure section is full of biceps and hair gel
But the romance section should be called Hugh Grant
Moving up the aisle and seeing crunch bars and Laffy Taffy
My eyes meet
Romeo, I am your Juliet
DJ’s video and Blockbuster hates us being together
Obviously Romeo and Juliet turn out great
Married with children
Wait a minute, what?
First poem has moments, but they mostly consist of the two Barrys and all the vanilla bits. The rest feels too loose & general.
ReplyDelete"DJ's vs. Blockbuster" is light and silly, but it has its merits. The "vs. Blockbuster" structure doesn't really play out in the poem; it's mostly just about how all the titles at DJ's are organized really weirdly. Maybe you should focus on that, and maybe also expand on the Romeo & Juliet moment (is there a way to make the "us" more literal, to tie it into your "men" theme somehow?).