And the ink runs, with futile craving,
never filling the gaps, only widening the holes;
and the enemy walks in unannounced on a funereal procession--
the locks are all broken and the voyeurs don't knock,
and this spectacle's too good to miss...
until the whole damn mad tea party thing goes out of style,
and Cheshire Cat smiles are old hat,
and the white rabbit dies of heart failure...assuming he has one.
But poisoned sweets never get old, and
lollipops are free if you get out alive--
but corpses don't need suckers,
any more than the world.
Chewed up and spit out, stuck under a chair,
safely out of sight, unseemly and stale
gray matter--you learn pretty quickly
not to touch the underside of your seat.
Some secrets are best left unrevealed.
Some memories never see the light of day, except through
kaleidoscope lenses, all mixed in with vibrating reflections
stretching through dimensions:
an endless wave of me...until someone
cuts the umbilical cord, and the magic dies, and I go back to realizing
that colors
are just a trick of the light.
Lonely, with no one to share with
(spread the acid out, and it eats through slower).
Melting inside in a way that erases form and function,
hole instead of whole, and thin.
Gathering up clouds by the fistful,
moisture permeating all layers--
those aren't tears, just raindrops.
That's not beauty, just cold.
That's not God; just you, and me.
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Thanks for sharing.super stuff...this poem..so crafted with beautiful words and imagery that I was spell bound...it is really a pleasure to visit your poetry and give it a read. the message was so clear -
haha, i have to say this poem sharpens entropy into a weapon. the construction of some of your lines is impressive i especially liked "Some memories never see the light of day, except through kaleidoscope lenses, all mixed in with vibrating reflections," it just resonated, those kinda secrets and memories are best kept in security deposit boxes. nice piece, i enjoy ur writing style
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Great approach, loved your references alice and wonderland et al. you capture lonliness well particuarly towards the end. I love 'thats not beauty just cold' really interesting juxtaposition of language. some original creative work.
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Yeah, this is astonishing. I tried to pick my favourite line but there are way too many to choose from. Wish I could write like this.
(but if you want advice I'd lose the ellipsis in the last verse.)
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Wow, I love it.
lollipops are free if you get out alive--
but corpses don't need suckers,
any more than the world.
That little section there is excellent. So clever. Thanks for a good read!
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