Brain-Eating Amoeba

Rabies

I am aggravated ether
in the moment
so I can't sleep on it
enigma dramatic
bathed in acid & oil

& all the clouds in the sky
are mostly smoke
blown in consoling faces
dole full in the wasteland.

dam & sire fanning the fire
in the furnace
lighted up for days.
they didn't know it could
turn around & burn us.

oh but,
I'm not learned enough.

all the damn while I'm
taking it all in.

three sixty, panorama.

light a f*****g candle
& put me up on the mantle
when the mainframe scrambles
&don't let me down til
they've figured out time travel.

I won't have any of this.

still in my soul I am savagery.
& these bad a*s habits
are all tragedies
considering the fact
that I can make magic
if I see it fitting
to the situation.

which doesn't clique
with certain niches,
they get kinda pissed
...they shouldn't.
it's all bullshit anyway.


sun slivers.


new day.

Reviews

[Church]

Your abstract writing is very enjoyable. The best thing about this type of writing is how different people can see different things while reading it. You title your poems very well. Who wouldn't want to click on "Brain-Eating Amoeba"?

I write fantasy novels so poetry isn't usually my thing. But I can get on board with stuff like this.

Well done!

[Jerusalem Cricket]

Thanks, I really appreciate it. :D