The Boiling Man

There was a time when I fell so hard on my knees and I was only 17 when I wrote this. Years later, it's still taunting me, even in my sleep.

 

Shh, Listen...   There's A Man...   Playing An Unusual Violin...

 

With The Strings That Are The Nerves...   And The Veins...   From His Own Arms...

 

How Wonderous The Sounds...   Of The Agonies Made...   By The Slicing And Dicing...

 

Down With The Lambs...   Up With The Larks...

 

Run To The Beds, Children...   Before It Gets Dark...

 

Around, Around The Sun We Go...   As The Moon Goes Around Us...

 

While The Parts Of Us Are Dying...   In The Slow And The Painful Ways...

 

We Do Not Die Of Death...   We Die Of The Vertigo...

 

Run, Dying Breeds, Run...   Like There's No Time...   And No Tomorrow...

 

Yet, We're All Still Gonna Die One Way...   Or Another...   No Matter What...

 

And I Just Saw The Dead...   Small And Great...  Stand Before The God...

 

I Witnessed The Blood Of The Christ...   Dripping On All Of Their Skins...

 

This Is Just Another Altar...   Inside The Church...   Of The Fears And The Pains...

 

Now, I Know Why Jesus Wept...

 

Author's Note

This writing was inspired by James O'Barr, the creator of "The Crow"... (Thanks, James)

Reviews

[Wolfwind Words]

This i found to be a unique read. It's different format cause my mind to spin around alot like the images that you presented.
I liked how it was heart felt. The feelings of dispare and helplessness, seemed to fling out like and open blender.
Good read!
Thanks for sharing!

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This is a phenomenal idea and I love how you've crafted your words like the toing and froing of the violin bow, and then the impact of that last phrasing ... so effective, excellent creativity, and very original I think. Best wishes.

[lowena]

I really felt the speed and energy in this piece. Its one of my favourites.

[Linda Hisle]

Wow very dark I like this especailly this line "There's A Man... Playing An Unusual Violin...

With The Strings That Are The Nerves... And The Veins... From His Own Arms..."

[Cece]

we take inspiration where we can get it.. nice inspiration

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You at once create a place here.
And your form complements the content.
We all missed the mark.
JKC

[S.v. Rincon]

I love this poem. The imagery is great and I adore the way you wrote it out. It's very different. However, I was wondering if you meant "wonderful" instead of wonder in the beginning of the third set of lines? Nice job all in all :)

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

I really liked the part of vertigo. The whole clashing of racy thoughts gets to me. This work is inspirational. Loved it very much, ---xxoo, mishy

-- --ps. When I see Jesus crying out in the cross, I see helplessness, hopelessness, and eternal love for us, and life. He renders all he giveth to us. :)

[James K. Blaylock]

Wow, I really dug this piece. I'm adding it to my favs!

[blue2u]

Joseph, this is so visual ..cutting..ripping right to ones very soul...everyone has their own demons...some you just could not imagine one's soul could endure without shatering or does it and only we know in our darkest hours. enticing read..thanks for sharing

[♥ Courtney &hear..]

Wow. :) all i can say is wow. I love the way i can almost watch the scenery thats going on in the poem. I mean it seems so real it baffels me that i cant reach out and touch the man playing the violin. You have an amazing talent here. I am very easily becoming addicted to your work. FEED THE ADDICT! hahah kepp writing. :)

-Courtney