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mary; mary; quite contrary

your eyes	1
are old bones	2
drenched in a bath	3
of pigs’ blood	4
and cooking oil.	5
i want you only	6
for—	7

i remember as we walked	8
down the restless streets	9
of gray new york, you	10
with your briefcase, suit	11
and tie—me at the morgue,	12
studying the way the wind	13
tossed your hair around	14

mary; mary;	15
quite contrary.	16
you are very	17
lovely, mary.	18

. i carved	19
a way for you so that	20
the streets weren’t so	21
teeming, for your delicate	22
lips should not bare	23
the foul breath of another.	24
and b a r r e n	25
those streets lay.	26
you only forgot	27
to thank me;	28
but i forgave	29
you, sculpting	30
your eyes out of red	31
clay and making a blue-	32
print of your sullen face	33
as graffiti up	34
on the billboard	35
walls.	36

mary; mary;	37
quite contrary.	38
will you marry	39
me, oh mary?	40

you never heard	41
my voice sailing	42
down the hudson river,	43
through the choking	44
midnight smog, upon	45
the branch-like slivers,	46
which scraped against	47
your bedtime window	48
reflecting shadows	49
of the willow?	50

mary; mary;	51
quite contrary.	52
are you wary	53
of me, mary?	54

did you ever receive	55
my gift, a thousand	56
crimson roses wrapped	57
in bloody garb and evening	58
news against your concrete	59
stoop?	60
they didn’t come	61
that way; i	62
had to dye them my-	63
self.	64

and the phonecalls at 5 AM	65
do you remember them,	66
inviting you to brunch	67
for cheesecake and red	68
wine? i’d listen	69
to your sultry, morning	70
voice and mimic it,	71
wanting you	72
to hear	73
your beauty,	74
then wait for the bluesy	75
dial tone to play	76
only to shoot it,	77
and kill the phone.	78

mary; mary;	79
quite contrary.	80
drink some sherry	81
slowly, mary.	82

but have i ever told you	83
that your eyes are bloodier	84
than two racks of beef	85
hung for dead	86
at the butchery?	87
i want to watch them	88
kiss them,	89
stab them	90
for more	91
at the abattoir.	92

mary; mary;	93
quite contrary.	94
don’t you tarry;	95
love me, mary.	96

don’t cry.	97
i bring this pistol	98
to ours heads only	99
to open the doors	100
to heaven	101
where you and i	102
will dance, eat the flesh,	103
drink the blood.	104

mary; mary;	105
quite contrary.	106
board the ferry	107
with me, mary.	108

i want you only	109
for—myself—	110

mary; mary;	111
quite contrary.	112
you are very—	113
will you marry—	114
are you wary—	115
drink some sherry—	116
don't you tarry—	117
board the ferry—	118
i will bury	119
you, oh mary.	120

i know it gets weak towards the end; a bloodfetish entry

3 Jun 05

Rated 7.5 (8.3) by 8 users.

Active (8): 1, 5, 8
Inactive (19): 1, 1, 4, 7, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 9, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10, 10

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Wow.
— claudia

sicko.  perv.  lover. dream.  take me away, sweet rixes, i want to become one with you.  you may be deranged, but i want you.  beat me if you must, but make me your sex slave so i can share in your passion.
— unknown

oh god.

this poem is amazing. i love it.
-CajunMoon
— unknown

Rixes. Damnit!
I didn't know this was your poem on the first read.
I'm losing my touch.

But it is still amazing.
— claudia

Rhein.

Claudia.

Marcela.

I love this...
— Rhein

this is creepy.
— unknown

You say you're SIXTEEN? Genuis.
— unknown

i'll be your mary.  i wish to kiss your brain for its magnificence makes our world worthwhile.  afterwards, i desire only to fuck you like a wild animal.
— unknown

Wow, unknown. That got a little out of hand.

Rixes, you are wonderful.
— unknown

rate now, comment later
— unknown

totally excellent and awesome. top rated. 10
— unknown

Eh. Pretty contrived if you ask me.
— unknown

Damn. blew my mind.
— unknown

Definitely have something here, but I really can't see why it's in the top ten, let alone number one. Good poem, but not great. Clever, I have to say.
— Dead

O MAN i love this poem... your structure is awesome and the repitition is very effective in producing a mental image of what you are trying to project
— Muzatsu

this poem is almost disturbing. i love it.
— unknown

numbers 1 and 2. that is so cool.
— CajunMoon

Well, you sure do put other poems to shame.
8, easy.
— lieskilllies

i find it to be too mawkish for my taste. tho i liked 'mary; mary' bits. otherwise it's just flooding with all sorts of deep and dark sentences that doesn't impress me much.
— mouthblock

This poem reminds me of Radiohead’s “creep”.

The voice seems a cross between a medical examiner, an sculptor, a butcher (killer), and a stalker—all of them insane.

Because I know this author does not normally have a problem with punctuation, I’m guessing that the perplexing use of dashes and seemingly haphazard indentation is meant to reflect the chaotic thinking of the subject.  What it does for me (to me) is distract from the power of the imagery.  I think that the indentation alone would be adequate; the dashes are headache inducing.

I think “blood(y)” is used too often.

I like the references to red wine and red clay.  Seems the subject has quite the bloodbath in mind.
— housepoppy

a taste of the meatmarket?
— unknown

me above
— opal

After this, I'm ashamed to think i could write.
— Sandcrawler

just, wow.
— DiVeRiGhTiN

MARRY MARRY YOU'RE QUITE HARRY.
— unknown

this is def, a poem my 14 year old son would love. i think its great too, alot of visual, like a must see horror/romance film. good job.
— crabbyoldbag

I'm enchanted. Thoroughly and completely enchanted. 10 & Favourite.
— sit_and_wait

It's pretty weak all over. Too much repitition.

I don't like the use of 'mary mary quite contrary.' it comes off as cliche... as using song lyrics or what not in your poem. Not exactly original.

The rhyme scheme is atrocious!
— ramher

Augh. With an e (repetition.)
— ramher

shave your pussy its too damn hairy.
— noodleman

Uh, noodle, what? I don't believe I have one of those, if indeed you were speaking to me.

Ramher, one can't appease all, can they? Thanks for commenting.

rxs
— unknown

it's an old andrew dice clay riff.
i was just being silly, sorry for being so crass in your comments section.
i have impulse control issues i think.

:(
— unknown

^me repenting above
— noodleman

heheha i like
— unknown

This is beautiful. I don't really like the repitition but the ending kind of wrapped it up a little. 10 and favoritized.
— lonelygirl

i love the parts in italics, indeed, i read them three times before i read the other parts. great poem, although a bit too graphically disturbing for my liking.
— inutile

you had to pick marys name, makes it sounds crazy.
— tomasROCK

My name is Mary, but no one will every write as beautiful a poem for me, probably. It is enchanting, this poem.
— hemothymia

and the phonecalls at 5 AM  65
do you remember them,  66
inviting you to brunch  67
for cheesecake and red  68
wine?

^ my favorite parttt . good poem
— miteOFfakdIT

Wow.
I'm..in a state of shock.
I love this lots, but I have to admit that your punctuation needs work.  Go through this and read it objectively and see if you can find your mistakes.
I'm loving the formatting.

-Mary
— unknown

wow. first read 14 sept 07
— netskyIam

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