Missing Absenses, Literally

 

Is that one, two, or three, doctor?

Because in  all of realities,
sleep doesn't always come in a pill

(alongside happiness or sex).
Or so they say on the herbal side of things;
but these doctors, always trying to fix me
by the "RX" post-it and "how to" directions.
Next time, just tell me to Drive (is) straight
lately, but I think it's only because of you.

 

God is in the running for my savior,
but He best be quick, because honestly,

I'm going to start begging the Lord

for something called "accidents",

appropriately addressed in sucha  manor.

What do you say we hunt down a Camel,
find a Turkish, and enjoy our days
between the street lights in the city.
Or better, hold me next to you in bed
and ask what I'm thinking, even if you don't care.

 

But it's because of your absense,

I feel like I'm needing to hide

between the misTaken

sedatives, an added substance

in the mind of that wandering being,
walking quickly in slow motion,
the oddities she's Become

a mystery in her own doing,
in her ways of living,
she's dying absently
and so beautifully alone.
A new awakening is seen/scene, misHeard,

gracefully ignored, and patiently passed on

to see if you truly will await today to end
(and maybe the sun to rise with you).
 

Reviews

[Emily B]

stunning and full and eloquent

beautiful

[Angelheaded Hipster]

"Or better, hold me next to you in bed
and ask what I'm thinking, even if you don't care.



But it's because of your absense,

I feel like I'm needing to hide

between the misTaken

sedatives, an added substance

in the mind of that wandering being,
walking quickly in slow motion, ..."


Thats it...thats the heart of it right there I think. I like the write, it seems Im coming across a lot of writings that match my insides. Odd how the world spins...but yes. This writing is honest, and sometimes, we can only fix ourselves through exhaustion. Not sleep, not sex, not pills...
Its a quiet place here, even with the vibrant description of another land, and the quietness is summed up perfectly at the end of the write.

[fireblossom]

The words trickle like water running down and ice waterfall. The idea flows along like a curled leaf moving slower than the water but giving way to the urge.

So melancholy and sweet. A call to give into her life's flow down the icy waterfall. A glowing warm place in the fall.