ON THE EDGE

ON THE EDGE

A Poem by gram linski

B*****D
WINE SOAKED MIND
LET ME FREE
PEACE OF THOUGHT IN PAIN
EASED UNCONCIOUS
INTO
CEMENT MIX TUNNEL VIEW
CORRIDORS OF
RAIN FILLED VOICE
SMOKING THROUGH THE 
HAIR LIKE BENDS
DOWN HILL SLIDE TIME
CLOSING
CLOSER
RANDOMNESS
QUIETLY SANE
AND CRUMBLING
BRICKWORK
CATCHES TEETH
POCKETS
SEALED
OR STOLEN
HEADACHE NOW
AND BROKEN
DAMAGED
DAMAGED
INTO SPACE

© 2018 gram linski


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This poem feels like a conundrum to me. There is the b*****d wine which seems an easing factor, but also, a kind of realization implicit within the dialogue that that solution creates other problems in need of addressing and the addressing is impossible because of the initial solution. It's a bit like a maze with no actual exit. Perhaps that is how the minotaur felt--he was part human after all, and must have had some human thought and feeling.

The way you've formatted this in the all-caps scream could be interpreted a couple of ways. Is it a metaphorical scream into the darkness. Or is it a list of things where everything presents the same and the speaker and the reader alike must sort out where the actual meaning and message converge.

There are some interesting conflicts that further this line of thought for me. Quietly sane and eased unconscious alongside the cement mix tunnel view and the crumbling brickwork. Perhaps there is the framework of self-deception that is being worked out, or the ways we try to tell ourselves that things that are hurting us are actually helping us. Whatever it is, there is both awareness and avoidance. Fear and hope. Freedom and incarceration. Sometimes the tightest spaces are the ones we forge for ourselves.

I'm probably mostly talking about myself. But, I do always appreciate the human-feeling encounter I find on your page. There is this darkness and pain, and then the light trying to break through the crumbling structure. Here is to hoping the light is the ultimate winner.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gee

4 Years Ago

I read both of you then I read your reviews of each other AND I still haven't a scooby as to what th.. read more
gram linski

4 Years Ago

join the club, dude, haha, how's things going in Sainsbury land
Gee

4 Years Ago

All good in MK.
Wife up to Ayreshire Thurday visiting family



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This poem feels like a conundrum to me. There is the b*****d wine which seems an easing factor, but also, a kind of realization implicit within the dialogue that that solution creates other problems in need of addressing and the addressing is impossible because of the initial solution. It's a bit like a maze with no actual exit. Perhaps that is how the minotaur felt--he was part human after all, and must have had some human thought and feeling.

The way you've formatted this in the all-caps scream could be interpreted a couple of ways. Is it a metaphorical scream into the darkness. Or is it a list of things where everything presents the same and the speaker and the reader alike must sort out where the actual meaning and message converge.

There are some interesting conflicts that further this line of thought for me. Quietly sane and eased unconscious alongside the cement mix tunnel view and the crumbling brickwork. Perhaps there is the framework of self-deception that is being worked out, or the ways we try to tell ourselves that things that are hurting us are actually helping us. Whatever it is, there is both awareness and avoidance. Fear and hope. Freedom and incarceration. Sometimes the tightest spaces are the ones we forge for ourselves.

I'm probably mostly talking about myself. But, I do always appreciate the human-feeling encounter I find on your page. There is this darkness and pain, and then the light trying to break through the crumbling structure. Here is to hoping the light is the ultimate winner.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gee

4 Years Ago

I read both of you then I read your reviews of each other AND I still haven't a scooby as to what th.. read more
gram linski

4 Years Ago

join the club, dude, haha, how's things going in Sainsbury land
Gee

4 Years Ago

All good in MK.
Wife up to Ayreshire Thurday visiting family
On the edge of the zone of avoidance, looking outwards, looking in, scary and intense, ever tried having a joint or two, lol

Posted 5 Years Ago



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