"she orders me about"

arqios

 

SHE: Poem 10 – “she orders me about” (circa ’85)


she orders me to carry

her Trapper Keeper down the hall,

to keep my neon Reebok laces

hidden at the mall.

 

she orders me to stand behind

the yellow line at the bus stop,

no leaning, no humming

my boombox’s latest pop.

 

she orders me to dial her

payphone at the arcade’s back wall,

then scolds me when the coins

clink too soft or stall.

 

she orders me to let her

board first on the rattling train,

to grip her Walkman,

to never complain.

 

she orders me to fetch

her Slurpee in grape—

no cherry swirl— and holds

my hand like

I’m her awkward pearl.

 

everywhere I go—school desks,

food courts, station seats—

I’m just her neon puppet,

dancing to her beats.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem full of a male trapped in the paradoxes of society expectations solidified in taking orders when the male role is to lead and order but also be protective and defer to females. Choosing a follow orders from one esteemed confirms the enigma of power given to the damsel by the knight. Who is ordering and who is in control and who deferring plays out in this poem that seems only one sided. Well done Cryptic.

    • arqios

      A very clearly expounded phenomenon in the film โ€œA Knightโ€™s Taleโ€ ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

      • sorenbarrett

        That makes sense

      • Mutley Ravishes

        Some girls expend more energy "ordering" guys around than if they just did some of those things themselves. And then they stress themselves out because you haven`t done the job exactly how they wanted! Oh well....

        • arqios

          It seems to be an age old dynamic ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          My friend, this brings me back to those kinds of dynamics we donโ€™t always name at the timeโ€ฆwhere something feels off but you just go along with it. The way it carries through to โ€œIโ€™m just her neon puppet, / dancing to her beats.โ€โ€ฆthat recognition hits. I felt this one. Excellent poem and a blast from the past, too! ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›

          • arqios

            Those were the days indeed, thanks, Tittu ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              RIght?!?! For sure! Most welcome, Rik.

            • Doggerel Dave

              Any rewards?

            • Goldfinch60

              Good words Rik, maybe one day she will listen to you. LOL

              Andy

            • Neville


              Glad to see you are not one of them guys who puts their foot down with a firm hand .. Neville ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘



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