Detached (noos kcab eb)

There was a growing vacancy in the time

Like an eclipsing absence, a spreading void

One could imagine the body itself

Becoming removed from its own functions

 

Food would not satisfy nor stave off any hunger

To bite an apple even would drive the gums back

Towards the root of the teeth, so loose in their sockets,

Causing droplets of red to spring up between the yellow

 

But this is not so

 

Just the imagination lost in the timelessness

That is what this has to be

The sheer lack of time or the overabundance

Driving all meaning from the word time itself

 

Too much time not enough time

It’s all the same feeling attached to the same

Five letter word with an addendum beside it stating

See discontent and pressure

 

See detachment from the reality on the other side of the glass

Doesn’t matter which one you pick

Window pane snow globe fish tank windshield

It’s all just moving things on the other side of the wall

 

It’s funny to imagine breathing on the polished surface,

My glass wall, to leave a note like, ‘be back soon’

Because the words to them are all reversed

11/16/2012

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Reviews

[Steven]

Some really creative stuff here, man.

Doesn’t matter which one you pick
Window pane snow globe fish tank windshield

Unique voice. Dug it. And the ending --SNAP--

[Ruth]

It is thrilling to absorb you, really is...
I have questioned much through your work and always admired the soft surreality...
You are in a league of your own and I love it lol
xox

[K.C. Zbryk]

Thank you so much. Coming from you that is quite a compliment. I feel the same about your work, and i apologize that i havent had the time to review as much.

[Ruth]

No worries love...I am happy you pop by when time permits :) xox

[J Todd Underhill]

Well done my friend, another fabulous entry here, I have done several pieces on mirrors and reflected images but this one far surpasses my humble takes... Looking forward to getting together.

[K.C. Zbryk]

Considering you brought me back into the poetry writing i think you would count as an inspiration. Im looking forward to having a meeting with the green fairy my friend.

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~ You have a very unique way of traversing the realms of human existence. Personally, I feel time is precious if it's shared with someone who thinks it's equally precious and for the same reasons. If that doesn't happen, then the significance of time just falls like a house of cards. Everything becomes about a routine that is determined by some external factor and that is a factor one is spiritually detached from. It is a necessity not a fulfilled wish. Or, so I think. Whatever the case, this is an exceptional piece of writing. Your perspective is profound and insightful.

[K.C. Zbryk]

I dont know how unique it is, sometimes it feels like i have just been reading too much burroughs and sometimes it feels like i have adopted the mentality of my work. Or i just might be that i have secluded myself out of choice. Sometimes i feel like an opium addict sans the opiates. Just listless. But i love your observations and the insights you provide, your authors intro is quite accurate, everything you have said is something to consider. I am so glad you enjoyed the piece.

[.]

~ I know the feeling. It's a strange kind of paralytic inertia. I'm trying to get out of it. I would appreciate constant help but since that's not possible as of now, I'm trying to snap out of it on my own.