Beautiful Words From An Inebriated Crook

Beautiful Words From An Inebriated Crook

A Poem by Vile

You're soft

and moving

You're on fire--

live from the stage,

closer, so the sun

may open your throat

allow me to see inside.

 

 

Let me breathe (why?) so I can cringe

(what for?) to feel sheltered by her device (yeah?)

and that her music may spare me

another day, another bowl to circle (oh)

 

 

Don't leave, don't leave

bury my lung

closer, so the sun

won't scorch her insides

 

 

Can you let me speak? (what would you say?)

violence wasn't a voice

(isn't it?) no, it's a bone stuck in the cog (yeah?)

she'll abandon her post, closer, let's hope she doesn't burn,

and notice my weak stares...

 

You're sweet

but I can't prove

how you move me...

still live from the stage.

You're a haven--

my savior

but don't fly too near,

lest my lung singe

I can still peer inside.

 

 

I might push her (yeah?) over the edge

what do you think? (sounds neat)

Are you impressed, even if we weren't so blessed? (what for?)

I thought you would be--

don't ask me for a piece of God, I'll take you there. (where else?) 

 

come here, stay here

bury my lung

closer, so the sun

won't scorch her insides

you know how it feels

live from the stage; you might trip up

closer, too close

so the sun--

may bury my lung,

closer, now I can peek inside

just me, not the sun.

© 2013 Vile


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This is incredibly cryptic, and enticingly beautiful. The intimacy of your wording is impeccable, and I especially liked your style, using brackets to segment the dialogue, and bring the words from the page (or should I say, screen) and into a realistic voiced piece. It's a gem of poetry, this.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Just reading, once again, never gets old!

Posted 7 Years Ago


I like this piece a lot. It's not just fluff. It has depth and layers that go down. Very good work.
..Misty

Posted 7 Years Ago


Vile

7 Years Ago

I'll chop my hands off before I write hallmark cards :P
M. L. F.

7 Years Ago

LOL.. Nah, don't go do a thing like that. How on earth will you write then? Pen in your teeth?
Vile

7 Years Ago

Monkey feet. Haha
I felt like I was hearing a song, amd maybe it was maybe it wasnt. But it was melodic amd smooth. Knowing your music taste, i cam aee how that might be an inspiration. It was a beautiful read amd it would be interestimg to know how you wrote it or what gave you the idea. The second voice adds that much more to it. Wonderful job.

Posted 8 Years Ago


I can't say I understand it all but it is captivating, almost hypnotic.


Posted 9 Years Ago


so what do you see when you look inside?

Posted 9 Years Ago


Vile

9 Years Ago

Perfection.
Gypsy Warrior Queen

9 Years Ago

its a tall wall to climb....intrigued by your skill
not just a poem but an work of art
epic!

Posted 9 Years Ago


This piece is absolutely captivating. I'm at a loss for words..

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Phoen-ix

9 Years Ago

Of course!
Vile

9 Years Ago

Thank you for the read then. I'm glad you enjoyed it
Is this a song? If not, it seems like it could be

This feels quite lyrically Gothic in essence with a darkly romance setting and directed by an internal struggle...and something about pot? haha!

None-the-less, this is amazing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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love the back and forth here. the inner dialogue almost as your poetry reacts to your poetry. its different and i like it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Love the dual voices in this, very creative.
-VM

Posted 9 Years Ago



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