A Room with a View

A Room with a View

As I lie here in this strange bed, staring at the art deco ceiling,
trying to catch the thoughts whirling in my head.

As I lie here in this strange bed, staring at the cracked ceiling,
trying to catch the thoughts raging in my head.

I remember last night with such clarity, the way your face leaned
gently over mine and your lips kissed me so tenderly.

I remember last night with such clarity, the way your face loomed
mockingly over mine and your lips drew back snarling at me so viciously.

Your long lazy fingers caressing my body, tracing my bones with
love and passion.

Your rough, fast hands tugging at your belt, forcing me back...I
thought my bones would break.

Time seemed to last forever, as our bodies intertwined and we moved
our souls to ectasy and heaven seemed so near.

Time seemed to last forever, as our bodies interlocked and you took
my soul to hell.

When finally it was over, I floated in a sea of transcended bliss.

When finally it was over, I froze in a sea of turmoil and fear.

Perfumed soap will take away my lover's smell but the memory is
burned into me forever.

Perfumed soap will take away your animal smell but the memory is
burned into me forever.

A tear slides down my cheek
I know I will never see you again. I wish I would die.

A tear slides down my cheek
I hope I will never see you again. I wish I could die.

Mina Bodén
Jan 2012

Mr. Barrister

Mr. Barrister...

Do you wear a little wig?

Do you do a happy jig?

When you send down Mr. Pig,

Do you feel like Mr. Big?

Play your game of tag and tig,

Rhetoric so zig a zig.

Hurry now! The next gig!

Do you wear a little wig?



Mina Bodén
Jan 2012