Post anything poetry related.
Comment or not with the intent to open us up.
For no particular reason, here is our first posting:
In Van Gogh’s dark painting, The Potato Eaters
I am the one with my back to you
the only one without a chair, without a hat
the only one kept out of the light.
I’m not pretty like the others.
I’m the one no one looks at
the one no one talks to.
I’m the one who eats last
the one who sleeps under the table
the one with the bad thing between my legs.
I’m the one who covers my ears in the night
in Van Gogh’s dark painting, The Potato Eaters.