Clockwork Purtgatory

boredom and stuff. used to be called 'Gutwrenching', I think.

Life’s been dancing a peacock flame,

but lately I’ve been pretty content to just sit back

and let it dance by.

Underneath the tyranny of this ring of numbers

crown of thorns counting the wasted seconds

as if they were the crumpled sheets of passionless poems

or tissues spilling out of all seems of the house.

How many National Geographic specials can you watch

before they give you a degree?

Is anyone else aware that cheetahs have a thirty foot stride?

They might as well be flying.

 

The inner ring of purgatory has

pointy hands.

The inner ring of purgatory has

beady eyed mice that you find exploring the house in the middle of the night

The inner ring of purgatory has

reverberations of new year’s that have you waking up in the middle of the night wanting to die.

And wondering what the f**k?

Like, I let that s**t go a long time ago,

moved onto bigger and better things,

but

that name still catches in the back of my throat

a hairball of razorwire and crazy glue

sharp as the hands of the clock.

 

Monotony is the worst kind of torture,

because it’s so painful,

but it’s so hard to write about.

Don’t ever let yourself think that boredom isn’t deadly.

Just ask the guy that jumped out the third story window

to see if it would be interesting.

Or the kid that plays arcade games ‘til he throws up for that matter.

How long can you type before your fingers merge to the keyboard,

and how long can you stare at that screen before

the catatonic schizophrenia becomes permanent,

and how many times can you stay in bed all day,

just because there’s nothing to do

before dreams start becoming hard to distinguish from reality,

wait...

I’m pretty sure that happened long ago.

 

Nah,

then maybe s**t would be more interesting.

and the cast would be much more

gutwrenching

Reviews

[Lady Lazarus.]

I adore this poem.
witty,interesting & very deep.

[Hedra Helix]

Geeeeeez. Thats frigging brilliant. I was watching National Geo and the cheetahs made me cry, they went so fast. I think it was the one when predatory cats in a certain are got forced to fight each other for resources. I would point out more parts I think amazing in your poem, but I feel it way too much. Wow, thats seriously awesome. Thanks for sharing. I hope you find your way out of the boredom too.