Sweat

I get voyeur

and turn off that apparatus 

which dictated my anxiety

...temporarily defined me (vomit)

today i own the shakes

which slowly dissipate 

I'm falling in love with myself again

devoid of expectations

comments

perceptions

presentations

somehow I used to let you (all of you)

determine the outcome of my day

'beep beep'

my life, my beautiful, beautiful life

sabotaged by insecurity

a vicious cycle of validation 

returned with expectation

'beep beep'

another moment in the abyss

so,

today? i sweat...

thick, rich, sexy, messy

I'm full of things i never knew

my mess is rich like roses

in a garden unkept

i wanna run in

have sex in it

give it away just to fall in it again

wet, muddy, dirty, ready

damn control...

damn isolation and

damn perception

give me the moment!

give me the elements...

give me hype, madness and the omnipresence of a white flag

i'll surrender

i'll let the will of the world have it's say

honestly, universe,

i'm getting out of your way!

take me

indulge me

perpetuate leave from this cycle which is redundant

so now i steal the walkway with indulgence

my delicate feet rape the cement with intention

hungry to be hardened up

i relish the sensation

as trickling salty water licks my hips

taste sweat on plump pink lips

sun in eyes

heat manifests between my thighs

tastes and smells of all things real 

tangiable

nothing which can be felt is at all concerned

with my analysis or perception

it just is

and will continue to be

as i should

as we all should...

walking

no beeping

no interruptions

no devastations

so sensual and sexy

where did i go?

(you all wonder)

walk with me

earn me

see me

know my smells

know my laugh

share a rich, impromptu interaction which is real

not sordid with analytical pursuit and representation (which is vicarious)

texting

messaging

skyping and

calling

empty resolutions

in which the world is now running

i want to walk simply

i want to live simply

let me literally sweat

let me have real peace which is simple

ill see you when i get there

there is absolutely no rush

i want every second of the road that is my life

i dont need to know you today

ill get to know you in time

the world turns slowly for a reason

let my routine be the practice of knowing the moments which are mine

and those which are shared

may i never be dictated to by technology 

or any of it's extensions

my grave is made of things which are sensory

not mechanical and empty

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

Cheez n rice Josef and mary...

had to exhale there for a sec

Good grief this was amazing. Loved the energy.

Fantabulistic!

[Khaaki]

wonderful amazing... the world has become so mechanical... patience, hard work are virtues literally obliterated in this age... if it was a lazy submission, then i'll call it lazy elegance... lol

[Robin]

I like this for so many reasons , the philosphy , the psychology - pure poetry

[Molly]

"My delicate feet rape the cement with intention/ hungry to be hardened up" what a wonderful line! Really enjoyed this poem, thanks!

[abby2011]

thanks ragtag!

another lazy submission to be honest..but the intention was real.

must start careful consideration of submissions haha

cheers mate!

[PianoandPage]

my wife and i were just talking about this.

i love how you sum up anti-technology, the anti- instant gratification as "sweat". which really, means patience, labor, and hard work. it means being present in the moment, in the body. in touch with desire and effort. i'm really impressed.

there are a few small things i'd like to point out.

1.) "as trickling salty water licks my hips" - could be shortened to "trickling salt licks my hips"

2.) "perpetuate leave from this cycle which is redundant" this comes off as a little akward and i feel it could be made more clear.

I absolutely love the line, "the world turns slowly for a reason" - just beautiful and again, sums up your poem and intention with an amazing reminder.

love this poem.