Colorless Pokemon

I've always liked

These city nights.

Issey Miyake variant,

Dancehall blaring to reveal my insecurities,

And the blessed oral fixation.

Why I would hope to find my soul mate here,

Not even God knows.

But that is not why I'm here.

It is waste management:

The disposal of unnecessary.

Sacreligious yet sacrosanct substances

Secrete the sacred sin.

I am inadequately adequate.

I compare and contrast.

I am convexed.

Introduced as new,

Introduced anew,

And re-introduced to people I've been introduced to;

I ponder our collective future

And feel rushed to complete it,

Be it in love or occupation.

I know better.

And when we've had our fill

Let's talk shop;

Count what we possess

And what we lack in inventory.

Place orders with spiders

And hope to evade tariffs.

Elated to be part of group therapy,

I trade, ignore and offer glances

While I question falling to my injury.

But here's the biggest folly:

In my limited, minimalistic f**k of a non-copulating cortex,

I think you all have it figured out.

How I long for the time

When my greatest confusion was

How a Pokemon could be classified colorless.

Yet this is only the second greatest folly.

Author's Note

Yes, I know that they aren't without color.

Reviews

[Jonhoi Vaughn]

The "gotta catch 'em all!" theme of Pokemon is fitting for the theme of this poem. Good contrast with "counting what we posses and what we lack in inventory". And isn't life like that? We get blind sided by materialism because its such a convenient definition of a man's worth. You truly bring out the man that needs approval, sex, food, purpose. Your persona is as real as his folly. In my opinion, It qualifies for damn good poem. Inspiring as usual!

[Jason Henry]

gotta catch em all... yeah, we really do dnt we? honestly i didnt even think of it like that. good one dude.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you really do a great job playing on words and phrases...use of the language is exquisite...and your themes drive your reader toward introspection...

life is pretty colorless if all we do is rush to accumulate..but don't smell the air and see the lights...

jacob

[Jason Henry]

words like yours definitely encourage me to continue writing, jacob

[Emily B]

hell, yeah . . . . not enough characters in those two words to suit the review nazi police

but they sum up my reaction pretty well

[Jason Henry]

i'll take it!

[Emily B]

a word of caution though, if you ever hear a southern american girl say, 'ah, hell no' you probably better run :)

[Jason Henry]

lol yup, i'm familiar with the lingo