So Smile

...in my peripheral
he's bloody edged under the bed
feeling life shifting along
in very long zigzag lines.

I see mothers taking old medicine
t-empty bottles toppled to their sides
drool pooled into neck crevices
withered down to the wrinkled  "Y"
between their breasts.

Old broads in leopard print bras
trying to look sexy

while the old men watch
leotard static on the yoga channel

alarm clocks ringing by the bedside
hit snooze and keep dreaming...

Tile floors tap out existence
of a quiet dog,
a neighbor puffs out his chest in
"I told you so's"

Life repeats itself

and people
get what they deserve,
Old debts return to haunt you.

but you realize this is probably

the happiest you've ever been

So content with our complacency

so you smile and hit recline

on the easy chair and

start waving that

Good Old American flag.

Reviews

[Neville]

as far as this particular poetic genre is concerned.. this is better than 'Breaking Bad' is to cine drama.. and I thought Breaking Bad was damn good.... Neville

[Corset]

well thank you kindly Neville, hope you are having a blessed day :D

[Neville]

twas my very sincere pleasure my friend... blessed day sentiment well and truly back at you... Neville

[Emily B]

we get caught in some deep and dusty ruts, but we don't know any better so we just keep trudging.

Glad to read you.

[Corset]

so true, deep dusty ravines come callin' but that's life, currently I get to see how the other half lives.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my dear friend.
"and people
get what they deserve,
Old debts return to haunt you."
We pay for every good deed and sin. I like your thoughts and the proper ending. Always a pleasure to read your work dear Corset.
Coyote

[Corset]

They do in-deed, best to keep that karma clean, it comes back 3 fold "they" say.

[Coyote Poetry]

I know. I paid often for my deeds of youth. Karma always gets her due.

[BlackPrince]

'The wrinkled 'Y' between their breasts'.

What an amazing image that is!

Your perspective, poetic eye into the ordinary is so enchanting.

WELL DONE

[Corset]

Thank you BP

[BlackPrince]

call me BlackPrince.
Thanks

[Corset]

I wonder why you didn't spell it that way on your Moniker BlakPrince

[BlackPrince]

the reason it's spelt like Blakprince is because I previously opened a writerscafe account with BlackPrince, and I lost the password, so I cannot use the same name, and therefore I modified it slightly; otherwise I call myself BlackPrince

[Corset]

oh I hate when that happens, well , welcome BlackPrince since you want me to spell it out, have a great day.

[wordman]

well, i think you hit the nail on the head,loved it

[Corset]

ah thanks my friend, isn't the grass always greener?

[wordman]

well sometimes it is and sometimes it gives a false illusion

[Corset]

so true.........................

[andrew mitchell]

Its a reflection of the times but not necessarily in good light! Nice work Corset

[Corset]

Thank you Andrew, I'm glad you stopped in

[Rosalind Gale]

I am your lover of words - my poet, and friend. I love 'good old American flag' - been trying to do something on those lines, but as you know, I can only write three poems a year! However - you have given me an idea. I love the zigzag!
-xxxxxx-

[Corset]

So good to have you returned to us Rosa, we are already part of a circle, we will stomp and cry, have our feet broken, dogs stolen, gal bladders removed, suffer damages of epic emotional proportion...but we do not break. Will not break, and that is the most amazing thing about Americans since before there was even wheels on a wagon, we are many things but Americans can take a punch like no other.

[Ken Simm.]

This is so good and apropos on both sides of the pond. Although we wish it wasn't. The staining of our society. Trouble is it happens again and again. This is probably the happiest you've ever been.
A clear, poem of anti romance and the complacency in the fall of empire.

[Corset]

Thank you so much Ken, I love that pick of you!

[h d e rushin]

it takes almost 50 years, I've been told, before you start to get use to life. The first 50 years your spending decomposing and spoiling the sheets
on the 30 year old Beauty Rest mattress.

There was this guy on television talking about revolution if Trump was impeached. And i'm sitting there thinking, do we Americans have the heart for revolution, what with our kids grown or in school, our mortgages under water and our waist lines liberal? So I leave the naming of this American grind to the alphabetarian's/ the poets who have, while their hair is falling out, sorted this thing out for the rest of us....I love you so much.....dana

[Corset]

Oh I think everyone crave a revolution on some small level in their lives to shake things up and make them feel alive, give them something, anything beyond the everyday ho hum, some use war, some use love, some use fear but I think you are right Dana, the futility of it will wear them down soon enough, ..it's all inevitable and we think we can be strong and hold on against all odds, and we love the idealism that one drop in the ocean joins another and makes some kind of ripple that causes a wave, but about 2 feet out it dies down and becomes a part of a sea that has its own ideas.

[Relic]

I'm hoping if I exercise and eat right I'll never need to sign up for the old age home. And my dog (when I get one) will have a nice carpet to walk on.

Just hopeful thinking though. Old age sucks. This poem however, is a winner. Nice metaphors.

[Corset]

Thank you Relic