Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Poetry Project: 350 Apple Martinis


Hello Boys and Ghouls,

As promised, with every 50 followers I get on Twitter, you guys get access to a free poem! Yesterday, my 350th (can you believe it?) follower was EXST @dharmaburn29 and a big thank you goes out to him for supporting me! I hope you enjoy the inevitable nightmares that are soon to come your way ;)

"Apple Martini" is an experimental piece I've been working on for some time, and it's very different from the style that I normally write in, so tell me what you think. I'm curious to see your reactions. I like to play with themes of tragic beauty in my work, and I hope you enjoy my character's charming addiction.
 
Stay Scared,
Stephanie M. Wytovich

Apple Martini

Black cocktail dress with thin straps finely etched up the back, contorting in a spidery web of attraction while it climbs over the skin, constructing an outline in the flesh while emerging over the crease of the bar stool.
She’s magazine perfection, a vogue cover model sitting at the end of the bar while her ordinary smile meets a seductive attitude with red glossed lips shimmering under the dull light. A candy cane porn star with the school teacher mask, allowing her to be herself, while being two people at once.

Oh she’ll stare into the green, drinking  away the day; licking the droplets off the spiral glass while rolling the olive over her  tongue, closing her eyes to the preying stares around her as she French kisses the flavor sliding down her throat.

She swirls the poison, watching it funnel down as she loses her brown eyes in the maelstrom of liquor; sour yet sweet, fulfilling yet satisfyingly dangerous as the fluid takes its toll on the body. Her throat screams a silent plea, begging for her to quit; to stop drowning it with the green concoction that she favors above all else, but blacked out on the table in front of her, she can’t hear her body’s warning, and with her left hand grabbing the crystal stem of the glass, she begs the bartender for more when she’s already cut off.