Circus of discontent

Precious words I'd been looking for
I never seem to find
Slip through the shattered window
The filters of my mind

Stumbling around in the darkness
Like a broken Dinosaur
Tripping on my own indifference
Pinned down by old armor

It never really occurred to me
How far I'd have to go
To pack away my memories
From moments long ago

Looking for the right warm rectum
In a fun house full of sin
A merry go round going nowhere
A new ride to begin

Ferris wheel Zippers go spinning
Rods and gears tumbling down
Wasted on crack w***e drippings
It eats black holes in the ground

Shoveling rock into memory holes
Coping with blighted thoughts
Lured away by a black vagina
The best vice I ever bought

But all of it turned to nothing
I was left all alone
A monument to self absorption
Eating my own tail bone

Now Protected by commitment
I sit up in the bleachers
To watch the circus of discontent
My demon's favorite teacher

Reviews

[unsavable_soul]

Start with What a Flipper of an image.
Ah and what a write. The piece it self breathes and seethes of the discontent found within your closing content. Man this has got to be a favorite of mine by far as your work, and general work of the site. You often get me to laugh or even anger, but oh this time, the thoughts and the mental imagery. The concept attached to picture. Man the feel of an evil circus or big top event. I often find the things we least wish to think of the one's deserving of the most attention, even if only to question why it is the back drop and shadow to every single good willed person. This piece in true artistic fashion is a fun Ideaology within metaphor for me. Can't say I have the skill nor want to critique this, it's pure ART and I love it.
It would be great if I could place it in my library favorites please, Ricochet?

"Shoveling rock into memory holes
Coping with blighted thoughts
Lured away by a black vagina
The best vice I ever bought "
Slap crazy good skit friend. I mean really. I would like this to be my next featured piece and you the featured artist again, what say you chap?
Sincerely
Christopher G. S.
110/100 - seriously wish I could.

[Baby Ricochet]

I'd be honored. Thank you unsavable soul.

[unsavable_soul]

Just saw The Bully piece during my contest submissions, you hadn't entered it but I wish you had. I happened upon it while looking through various related material. I use a slight mathematical system to contest. I think it keeps it fair. Any how I am ever appreciative of you sir.
Sincerely
Christopher

[Baby Ricochet]

I entered it in someone's contest. I'm not sure who's. I don't enter contests to much. By the time I notice them they're already over.

[unsavable_soul]

I hear you, our loss one that one trust me.

[Annabelle Lee]

Wow. Not saying I quite understood this one but I felt it

[Baby Ricochet]

Yeah. It's heavy on the metaphors. Thanks for reading dog.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love the line "like a broken dinosaur"

but then i love dinosaurs...fascinating creatures...but yes, life is like this...it takes forever to pack away those bad memories. 5th, 6th and 7th stanzas have several lines i wish i had written.

the imagery and analogies are so different.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Jacob

[Mother Maggie]

The speaker in this poem never got any satisfaction from playing the game and so now sits in the bleachers watching and still has no satisfaction. The carnal circus spins round and round and no one gets satisfied--it's all frenzied desparate action with no real passion.

Wonderfully written! Bravo!

Namaste

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Maggie

[Ravyne Hawke]

Christopher brought me here and I must say, I am not disappointed. This poem wreaks of discontent. I see this Circus as a metaphor for life and how we are never satisfied, creating demons in our life and leaving us wanting over and over again. This was very captivation and I enjoyed the read very much.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Lori

[Emily B]

full grown words, you might want to think about changing your name ;)

a young man in the Phillipines left me a review when I was first getting started here. He was an amazing artist. And he said something to the effect of "when our words meet metal, we can change the world"

thank you for making your words matter

[Baby Ricochet]

thank you Emily

[Pete Langley]

Some of your best poetry, Mark....out of what sounds like a fork in the road for you? We all have periods in life that grind in retrospect, but sometimes it turns out that we need them to provide a signpost for our future road. Good piece, mate. P.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Pete

[Frieda P]

Baby doesn't sound too content here, lots of ruminating and soul searching, it's always something, but you write that something so well. Nice one Mark.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Frieda

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A troubling and poignant message that travels into the reader and never really leaves, well done, good read.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Thomas

[Marie]

Sometimes it ends up that way. But I'm not sorry for any of it...

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Marie I mean