the lost receipt

the lost receipt

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


the lost receipt

 

 

excellent ridicule

thank you for your insults

they prove i am better than you

 

even though i am a worthless contraption

of lyrics that don't work

rusted parts

an anomaly of heart

 

you allow me to be trashed

rather than returned for a new version

 

i am tired of writing

when the pinnacle

is no more than a derisive grin

that is ephemeral

in its width

 

i always was more afraid of widths

than heights

 

i think i will jump off a building

sideways

 

the thump might inspirit

another poem

wrapped in the blood of the fall.

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/21/2020 

© 2020 jacob erin-cilberto


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Don’t ever denigrate yourself; you are the epitome of poetic grace, the mentor of all mentors; I’m not sure this isn’t a spoof, because it’s so hard to believe. That anyone would put you and your work down; don’t ever put yourself down Jacob; I hope this was a spoof; another great write ( despite its content)
Always, xo Betty

Posted 4 Years Ago


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jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

this was actually inspired by treatment i have seen done to some other poets...
thank you for.. read more
Betty Hermelee

4 Years Ago

Well if you’ve seen it, that really scary; kudos for your poem! Best, B



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The first stanza shocked me in its vitriol. Most unlike Jacob I thought. Did you have a visit from my troll or is this self recrimination as a poet questions their own worth and feels the platitudes and the lack of elevated success by being acknowledged and published (The heights) hurt but rational self says they are less important than the substance and the nuanced writing that is exact and meaningful. Another metaphorical write that gets the little grey cells fighting for supremacy!

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, John,
j.
First reading I wondered how to interpret, its finish had me laughing and yet had frowned through the first few lines. Read again.. ' think understanding is creeping in. Paused, pause, line by phrase, seems things aren't always what's wanted, liberties taken and wrapped in that fall from dignity or wherever. Perhaps?

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

I think you reviewed it perfectly, my friend.
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emmajoy

4 Years Ago

Been awake all night and went into the downward slope.. then, had a honey sandwich and eureka! am no.. read more
There are times when I turn myself inside out
to air my thoughts that have been hidden...
Another perspective can be a lifesaver with a
pocketful of fresh beginnings. tenderly, Pat

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

love your insights...thank you, Pat,
j.
Sounds like a hard hearted lady. Or was it a rejection letter? Either way, don't jump. Especially sideways. I mean, where would you land?

Posted 4 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

4 Years Ago

in between maybe...
But okay, i won't jump...i will just write sideways nonsense like always... read more

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jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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