Karen Carpenter by Butterfly Child Risu

This was written for Read Write Poem prompt #44: Elegies and Rememberances. Enjoy.

-Nicole

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(for Karen Carpenter)

A.M. radio
nineteen and seventy nine
I hear you keeping time
a beat against which sonic softness and lyrical wine
were painted and sainted

you sounded like an angel

but you built your shallow gallows
and hung yourself by funhouse mirror images
which blew your star up into constellations
and turned thin shadows into fat overcast midnights
you thought you were too much
for the universe

so your heart expired
and your drums retired
your steady rhythms faded into a faint tattoo

then silence

we keep time with your ghost rhythms now
burned into vinyl grooves
and shining digital data lines on plastic discs

don’t you remember
we told you we loved you, baby?

we still do

Written 9/14/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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