Mikala Mikrut: A Medley of Recent Poems

beautiful young woman dressed up like a princess wearing a corset
The Princess. Mikala Mikrut 2022

A Medley of Recent Poems by Mikala Mikrut, Copyright 2022

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GENIE

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I’m being shaken up in my bottle

A genie eager to please

All I require is a stroke 

But you continue to shake, unappeased

I want to grant your every wish

Share glances with words unspoken

But you feign ignorance 

And give up, thinking I’m broken

So I stay in my living space 

Waiting for someone to understand 

That I can grant you magic

All you have to do, is use your hand

I thought my instructions were clear

Even written on the bottle

But they must not be

Because you’re rubbing everything but the throttle 

You’re doing what you think is right

Instead of listening to me

I’m telling you what I need

And you think all you have to do is “be”

And I wish you were enough

I really wish you were

But you made other choices

So I’ll stick to my frankincense and myrrh

I’ll stay in my lamp, where it’s all familiar

Because I’m starting to see

All you wanted was a decorative bottle

You weren’t looking for me 

I won’t complain, though

Being your presence is pleasure enough

I can withstand it

How your interpretation is rough

So let’s both see through your eyes 

How everything is fine

Let’s both pretend it’s all fun

Knowing you’ll never be mine

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LITTLE GAME

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My body is a stiff steel in an unfathomably infinite space

Yours is warm silk inviting me back to your place

Your words imply I have a choice

And while that may be true, we both know I’ll go wherever there is you

You see, if you feed a stray cat

She’s going to come back

And so you leave little breadcrumbs where you want me to go

And I go willingly, or at least I want you to think so

I love our little game

With no end in sight

Where you tell me what to do

And I say I might 

But I know you

You’re having fun too

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MY BODY

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My body is not always an easy place to be

As effortless as I try to make it seem

It’s sometimes hard to be inside of me

I imagine it’s not easy being anyone

And I’m not special 

But looking in the mirror isn’t fun 

It’s an endless gamble of who I’ll see

The decaying shell or the queen bee

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About The Author: Mikala Mikrut is a regular contributor to Tony Ward’s blog. To access additional articles by Mikala Mikrut, click here: https://tonyward.com/romantic-relationships/

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