the alarm clock blares out
a song i know too well, its
devilish laughter meant to
stir me from my
not-enough-sleep sleep
and i face myself in the
mirror again, bleary in the
mind and cloudy in my eyes
and i re-live my old shortages
of character, the awkward
old scars on my slate
clawed and clawed into
sterile, objective reminders
of why i'm not worth arising to
breathe like the fucker next door
the device still blaring
i punch a hole in the wall with
it and leave bits of black paint
stuck to the eggshell coat
it's four forty-fucking-five AM
and work can rot
Author notes
Last December was a pretty rough time, and it didn't help that I had to be in at work at 6 AM the Saturday before Christmas. The holidays have gotten me down the last couple years and unfortunately, I let it affect my job.
I considered possibly alluding to some of my transgressions through life, but I haven't figured out how I'll go about doing that. If I remember to, I'll go back and edit this.
Prompt/phrase: punch.
Won gold in this contest: http://allpoetry.com/contest/2355774
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Liked the ending, just a moment of living vicariously. Thanks for the write, D.
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Been there done that, diggin it. -
yeah this packed a punch, liked this:
fav part - the awkward
old scars on my slate
clawed and clawed into
sterile, objective reminders
of why i'm not worth arising to
breathe like the fucker next door
good job
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Definately worth the gold trophy up there.
I've felt that way so many times, waking up and feeling like a total failure.
This is probably one of the best poems in free verse I have read.
I loved this part.
"its
devilish laughter meant to
stir me from my
not-enough-sleep sleep"
It's way too familiar for me since everyday is another worthless effort for me to wake up and go to work like the nothing that I am.
Keep it up
NeveR ♥
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The fact that you took the term punch (as in the drink) and made into the verb, was way cool. I'm an action junkie, so this really heald my attention.
'not-enough-sleep sleep' LOL I know that feeling.
I was so hoping that you would enter, since, I do (like you mention earlier), stalk your contests.
I'm glad you decided to too. I love the fact that you're not afraid to say something like it is. Who cares what the reader will think? That's what I get from your poems. And ehm...your ocntests too. lol
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