A CRYPTIC SENSE OF DOOM

a party of delusion

A CRYPTIC SENSE OF DOOM

 

Madness in the abyss of delusion

Yellow flashes of butts

Turn gray with haze of smoke rings

Scented mood candles veil the stench

 

Absurd chatter, blabber, bird gossip

Episodic giggles over fanatic demeanor

Bodies ubiquitous

Oily couches, sweaty chairs, foxy floors

Empty whiskey bottles mad as hell

Nipped by the crowd

 

Septic music infuses the gloom

Limp cores disregard

Slump over each other

Like limbs left to rot

 

As the candles snuff out

A cryptic sense of doom pervades the space

A murmur here and there

An arm flinches

 

As dawn approaches

Faint purple light cracks through the blinds

Foxy floor littered with butts, empty needles

Filthy tee shirts stained with sweat and spew

Bodies shift with vacuity

Totter, dazed, like the clouds that shroud them

 

They hoard for a monumental high

One that spans the midnight sky

The planets must wonder

What happens down under

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

They hoard for that ultimate high strung out
.and far out would be an understatement
people acting more weird than ever party
animals to the max waddling in their filth
a sick society statement..well penned

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks Fran for a thoughtful review!
Best, B

[William Michael Reeves]

Most of the planets can be assured that ours won't survive. Lucky if we make it to the supernova in 500 million years. Then we will be in the same position Mercury is in now. And people will be living on Europa. 'Septic music infuses the gloom' is a great line. It was like the vocabulary you used had a septic quality to it. And the ideas you sang were nasty dirty disgusting! Excellent stuff!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank WM for a very thoughtful review!
My best,
B

[John the Baptist]

On the surface this one sounds like the description of a low rent dope den, but I wonder if the whole work is a metaphor for our society, or maybe for the direction in which it's headed. The depictions are all of hopeless stupor and attempts at escape from the world. If we are indeed at this stage, the planets really must be baffled.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks so much John; you’re correct in thinking that it’s more of where we in in our current world, the hopeless, the need to escape from this sick democracy.
Best
B.

[Patricia Wedel]

Betty dear... you have described the way our World has become...
even those in Power have succumb to the Evils thereof. Many of us Mourn for more pleasant days across the Waves and everywhere. It would take Intervention of The Third Kind to even Shroud the ones left behind. Where is the Peace that surpasseth Understandin?. tenderly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks so much dear Pat, you are spot on and sadly. This our what our society has become.
Truly
B.

[Patricia Wedel]

Yes, Betty... it is true; however, there are many who are becoming involved to Save our Country, along with our Allies. It is sad that Canada has legalized a dangerous Drug... Of course, we are learning the Pitfalls of even that drug that grows naturally and has been made legal for the most part in the USA. Many people are trying to "Fix" things and turn around what Harm has been done with Gun Laws and many other Venues. As always, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Totally agree Pat, we just don’t have the same form if govt that Canada has, everything ( almost) has to go through our legislative process!
Truly, B

[W. Barrett Munn]

Powerfully expressed, Betty. I appreciate the style.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for your kind review.
Best, Betty

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have been to a few of these parties...but usually left before the planets had a chance to wonder...

and I never understood the beauty in all that...touched on it, but liked remembering where I was the night before.
This poem threw me back into the sixties....
but I think I will go home now.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

I was not a real partygoer, but I remember sneaking upstairs with my cousins during family events and smoking pot ah yes the 60’s …. Woodstock and all… thank you dear J
BestB

[Robert Haigh]

I never was much of a party animal, and certainly not a party like the one you describe, Betty! Delusion and escapism seem to be the order of the day for some people. Sad, really.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks Robert, this is today's reality; happily no one died at this party, I have a cousin that overdosed accidentally that way.
Best, B