Infection

Sometimes when I'm bored

I like to take a pencil and

insert the tip into my ear

I'll scrape around in there

and dig out the wax

and sniff at it

The odor reminds me of

a mildly sweaty underarm

or a dishrag

Kinda earthy

with a touch

of mould

or something

So last night I tried something new

I slid a ballpoint pen in about an inch

It hurt like crazy at first 

and there

was a lot of blood

as well as some clear fluid that 

ran down my neck

But after a while

the pain subsided,

and I decided to see

how much farther 

I could slide

the thing in

I surprised even myself

The shaft went it easily

with

only a bit of resistance

when it happened to

encounter

some spongy tissue

in there

Finally I rammed the remaining two inches in

...whacking my ear against the wall

Now if you peer in closely 

you can see just the end

of the red plastic,

floating there

like a glass bead

it's beginning 

to throb a bit

and 

feels hot 

inside

I

and don't feel 

so well 

either

But 

in my soul I  

have that special feeling

like the day my 

first child was 

born

 

Reviews

[Muse]

Geeeze, and you say you just started making this stuff up a couple of months ago? Are these sick ideas that filled your head as a child.....curious thoughts that now live vicariously through your penning!? You are freakin awesome, you don't suppress nothing!

[. serah .]

-- hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... i apologise profusely for laughing hysterically... but the tone of the narration is just so amazing that i can't help it... and suddenly... i want to ask.. "was it a BIC pen?"... coz of another post of yours in which you mentioned a BIC pen... :p

-- this post reminds me of why i refer to india as a loony bin country... -- i think we are the home of the quintessential non sequitur... everyone dabbles in them... i can imagine you at the IGI airport interacting with indians in india (not the super intelligent types in academia)... thinking of this poem... and knowing how brilliant it is... and it also reminds me of the description of enlightenment here... it's called 'thoughtless awareness'... -- it seems that people are most aware of themselves when they have no thoughts... (and now i'm laughing hysterically again)... :p

-- thank you so much for re-publishing this post, maestro d. ... you're a genius and it's great to read a genius... who writes scientific allegories... -- it's a privilege to read ya...

[SkinlessFrank]

these are the sorts of stories that my boyhood friends would concoct whenever we felt that the absurdity of life was too much to bear...sort of a gallows humour

[. serah .]

-- ah... thank you for sharing... i guess i wouldn't be a misfit in your group... :p

[Seshat Nidaba]

I used to blog as a poet, and I would come across these 90s born cutting addicts, I marveled at how bizarre and foreign their fascination to feel was and how pain for them was the only way to achieve that.

I have to admit, the first 3 stanzas really made me laugh! I can pick any one of say 40 poets on here, and go to their latest work, and now I know, exactly what to expect! Well done.

[roarke]

Trepanation by ballpoint pen.................. and they say the dark ages are past us...

"always better out than in" Shrek

.... the first child... to me it was more like a sucking sound, rapidly draining my cranium of any matter left whatsoever.... but then, to each their own.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Sick and disturbing, and I did the dark laugh again. You have taken the taboos we know and love and slashed them to ribbons. I love it.

[Audrey Howitt]

Odd and entertaining--and I loved the ending!

[ScorpioSun]

Fantastic, like those weird fantasies you have as a kid... (well, I had...)

[J. Snipes]

Okay, how often do you hhave these spells? Maybe a long walk?

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Whoa...

Outstandingly odd. Superb I call it! You're offbeat poems are quite the entertainment man. lol