The crucifixion was imposed on me
before your hand could turn the knob,
seething verbs that shatter
before they can reach me.
you say the words like you don’t know.
its amazing there’s any conviction there at all.
you: refusal to spit the words we know are truth
me: refusal to eat the shit you spew
I’ve only got one complaint,
I’ve only got one chance,
(the other ninety-nine don’t count--
because they fell like diamonds from my eyes)
and the scratch-scratch of another hour can’t
compare to
the thousand years I have been sitting here waiting,
the too-many times I have been searching for bodies
only to find that despair is easiest to see in the dark
…head meet wall, floor, meet heart-
i can only find him when I’m not looking.
i can only find death when I’m not looking-
Dooooo it.
Comments
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I love it.
This poem is dark and heavy with evoctive emotions. You establish your anger very well and you write such beautiful lines like- because they fell like diamonds from my eyes. I love that line; it's so visual. The feeling of despair comes across very powerfully. You have gift for expressing your honest feelings. This is so good it could even be construed as a real life story. Well done.
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This is such a emotionally-packed poem that is weaved with frustration and anger, at least that's what it seems.
The last part
"…head meet wall, floor, meet heart-
i can only find him when I’m not looking.
i can only find death when I’m not looking-"
had the most power I thought.
Great work
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