I've been rather lethargic the past couple days, so unfortunately I didn't get a poem linked up in time, but came up with this piece here, and thought I'd post it anyhow.
Eternity is neither a
straight line nor a circle. It can and
cannot be comprised of data alone. We must find the impulse
To what is planned
internally, contrite or overt, sentient or parabolic in its off-putting collage
of demonic possession. I
plan scream,SCREAM to dream, planning, play, planner
May Scream, sCream may not manage to, or opt for, or
Dare scReam, ScrEam consider, think, fade, fail, dwelling
Isn't screAm, ScreaM attrition, collate, collide, meshing
Not SCReam, scrEAM as a rule, never leave as is, allot
The ScReAm, sCrEaM pigmented in variety, hue's light
Lily ScREam. sCreAM flower, shades of depth, dense, fog
Low scREAM, SCReAM leaves; lifts, lunges, plunges, push
Lens SKreem,
SKRRRM claws/paws, scratch, scratching
It’s inside, the
ulcers bleeding out, curdling, it is only without
It’s the only thing
left in tryst, asunder, lust. It is only, only and nothing more than only, when
what is caught inside the facades implored reflect the carbon lifted under
chambers dark—composed of voids and mistresses, tearing apart the seams of a
shapeless existence, skirting the equanimity of tragic distance. Parables are nice. Songs are too. Yet, when in a state, illogical connections,
are the sanest only to the one otherwise considered as being millenniums away.
Relegated.
“we build walls,
impenetrable walls. We do so, in order to prevent invasion. To keep things out. Yet, too often, these same walls,
successfully keep things far, far worse inside”
walls always have two sides..so true...they keep things out and others inside.. heavy with emotions this one, fred..also like how you start with eternity neither being a straight line nor a circle...good stuff
ReplyDelete"Relegated" ... yes ... your use of 'Scream' - perfect. I absorbed these words, very emotive, lasting impression - more than words. Excellent read.
ReplyDeletegreat quote to end on....and so true....really like hte screams as well that you built it...those walls def can do as much damage as good...
ReplyDeleteTwo sides of the same coin pretty much and that you surely displayed, as the emotions run rapid, one time meaning this and the next meaning that.
ReplyDeleteYes, walls have two facets...and sometimes illogical connections are the keepers of sanity, and eternity is a big question mark to me anyway! The 'scream' is effectively played!
ReplyDeleteI can see the postmodern in this, though I'd say a lot of your work is post(post)modern to start with. Most interesting for me here is the 'scream' stanza, as I read it downwards, just the first word of each line, before reading across as normal. It seemed to make some kind of sense, in context. Interesting stuff, thanks
ReplyDeleteWalls are a way of keeping things from moving, and it's both ways whatever the purpose might be in the first place one builds them.
ReplyDeleteThe 'scream' lines are felt, their chorus, burst of many colors and movements it seems. Horrors and wounds bleeding within.
Vivid write, Fred.