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Blogs > wickedeasy > wicked and that ain't so easy

the dinner party  

wickedeasy 74F
11204 posts
4/25/2017 3:35 pm
the dinner party

She had a list of words lingering in her mind, holding spaces open for ideas to form around them. They made her head pound, the empty spots. The places waiting to fill up, like relentless petty hitting cacophonous tin toys, wide eyed, staring, mouths agape, not domesticated, feral.

Dreams would tease her, tumultuous images bleeding into incandescent colors, drenching her sheets as if with passion, waking her chagrined, lost, timidity causing her to pull the covers tight to her chin, to cover her nakedness. She, alone, “marrying the bed”.

Days wandering wondering lost found, alone.

The night of the dinner party, she had the table set by 3:00. As she showered, carefully lifting her pendulous breast, sponging underneath, it occurred to her that if no one came, tonight she would kill herself. The stillness of the thought calmed her.

As people arrived, one handed her a bottle of absinthe. She hunted for the tiny glasses wrapped in velvet her had given her years ago. She placed them on the table for later. Words were flying, dancing, cavorting, playing games. She sat watching the chicanery, her hand lifting the cigarette to her lips, nodding, smiling. It seemed to take forever, this dinner, this evening.

Subliminally, she knew the words were rubbing up against each other.

Would they never leave?

The spaces were filling up.

Whatever had she been thinking when she’d made desert?
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wickedeasy 74F
32404 posts
4/25/2017 3:36 pm

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You cannot conceive the many without the one.


EWGuy 64T
563 posts
4/25/2017 3:45 pm

 Very interesting... And to your comment probably in my top ten.


wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:18 pm:
good for you. if you'd said number one or two, I would have given you a standing ovation. thanks for stopping by

kzoopair 73M/71F
25831 posts
4/25/2017 4:50 pm

 You'd have to remind me to think of mentioning love for myself. I'm not one who thinks I must love myself. I've come to terms with myself, I give myself some space, I tolerate myself as long as it doesn't start getting pushy with me. You gotta have boundaries.

But what an awful thing to consider killing yourself. Such misery!
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wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:19 pm:
is it? a terrible thing? I don't think so.

and besides....the words were filling in. smiles

pocogato12 71F  
37235 posts
4/25/2017 8:35 pm

 What was dessert??? You left me hanging. Weird someone brought her a bottle of absinthe-I did a daily blog abut it a few posts ago. Love your lyrical writing- pictures enter my pigeon holes
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wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:21 pm:
lol. je t'adore.

yes, it stuck in my head, the absinthe. the word is so beautiful. and it has a mystery and a sort of dread to it, no?

goodatpoetry2 74M
16552 posts
4/25/2017 8:36 pm

 So many older people live alone and are curious about what the meaning of life really is. . Some people can handle that well, but many can't.
This sounded like a last ditch effort to see if there *were* any reason, purpose or meaning.

In hope this wasn't about a Mother and her children. . You know... the way they leave nowadays, scatter all over the country and are so busy with their new lives?
That would be extra sad.

Beautifully written, as always.


wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:23 pm:
oddly enough for me it was about not being able to write. the words circling but not coming together.

and then the impatience with her guests when she feels them starting to.......

tickles4us 62M
7262 posts
4/25/2017 9:53 pm

 That relationship has gotten kind of complicated lately.
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wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:23 pm:
which relationship tickles?

spunkycumfun 63M/69F
41171 posts
4/26/2017 2:36 am

 Some people never know when to leave, perhaps it was the atarractive sight of a pendulous breast!
I try and love myself but it's not always easy when there are so many other people and things to love!


wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:26 pm:
it's true, isn't it? I think there is always a moment when it's natural to leave and if you loiter after that....it becomes increasingly difficult.

and yes, there is much to love. some would say that to truly love, you must love yourself first. I have often wondered about that.

HamburgDave2 80M
16526 posts
4/26/2017 2:39 am

 Beautifully Written WE Absinthe makes the Heart Grow Fonder
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wickedeasy replies on 4/26/2017 3:27 pm:
fabulous pun........lol

you get a sloppy kiss for that one Dave

goodatpoetry2 74M
16552 posts
4/26/2017 8:23 pm

 Yikes! . Did I have that wrong!

When you said... that if no one came, tonight she would kill herself... I thought she desperately wanted them too.
And that it seemed to take forever... because she was so happy.

Re-reading it now, I have to laugh that I missed it...

I'm very much hoping you are in a better place now. . I know that words are very important to you. . But with you, they WILL always come in time.


wickedeasy replies on 4/27/2017 1:43 pm:
will they.........sometimes they are like they were for this lady....ghosts or bratty children.......refusing to be what I want them to be lol

wickedeasy replies on 4/27/2017 1:49 pm:
but it doesn't matter does it? people read what they read, see what they see.

if I had changed would to could kill it would have been clearer. I chose not to.

and not to worry. i cannot kill myself. i have a son and that would cause him pain.

tickles4us 62M
7262 posts
4/26/2017 11:42 pm

 The one with myself.
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wickedeasy replies on 4/28/2017 4:21 pm:
how cryptic

sweet_VM 65F
81699 posts
4/27/2017 7:54 am

 Loved your dinner party now what was for dessert? Hugs V
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wickedeasy replies on 4/27/2017 1:44 pm:
for the guests? something light

for the woman? a night of words that finally came together

easy_going2014 57M
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5/7/2017 4:34 pm

 nice post.

indecision all around...

can't wait to get this party started... then, want it to end just as quickly...

she sure has a lot on her mind...

sometimes I tell my daughter to breathe in between sentences, because i feel like I'm running out of air...

thanks for the post...

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wickedeasy replies on 5/9/2017 1:43 pm:
we all do. sometimes a party is a way to make it go quiet. or to bring it all forward

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