Monday, March 9, 2015
So for Magic Hat this week I decided to share a short poem I've been working on and workshopping.
I hope you enjoy it:)
Today I found a roach's maniacal, paralyzed corpse lying on the drain of my bathtub
who do you belong to?
why did you choose right here to come and die?
why did you choose to come here and die?
street echoes proverbs and horns between my window cracks
under warm, monocled tiles
sensations dripping - phrases lost in the undercurrent of conversation
a presence I cannot see swells deep
in my surged bones
with pleasant dissociation of character
blessed ignorance of time and lack of space
The loneliness of a long, bruised afternoon
develops a face
an expression that floats above me in my slumber
Perhaps he's watching my ever intensifying death tolls
as I toy with still death and still life
as i'm mixing watercolors in the morning
Spooning carcinogens into my breakfast coffee
The crackling of the voice on the telephone stirs my
thoughts. And I awake again.
Thanks guys, I hoped you enjoyed the read.