Hard Driven And Alone

 

Hard Driven And Alone

 

I drink my coffee

Loaded with sugar

And smash bugs

On the wall

Wander lonely keys

In a tap dance of hell…

 

It’s a thrill a minute

Buy a pixilated ticket

And shoot myself out

Onto cracked blankets…

 

I’ve got ideas that don’t

Impress to formulate

I know all the good is

There for me to bitterly hate…

 

Looking in the mirror

And wondering

Just who I am

I look like a hedgehog

And I hiss like a snake…

 

My pipes rattle

Inside these fleshy walls

Obsession and compulsion

 A steady diet that malnourishes

My fading soul…

 

Postulated martyrdom

And funny diseases

Nail us into forced submission

As balls explode and

Vaginal canals dry up

In desert conditions…

 

Can you find time in the smile

Of Jim Croce’s moustache?

 

You wanna find me?

Just sift through the ash…

 

It ain’t hard when I’m soft

To regulate my weariness

To be alone…

 

Flash on screen of dreams

And let me download all

My sugarcoated desires

I got all the time in the world

To course through your

Veiny wires…

 

Eat at my brain

Tire my soul

Sail me into the ethereal cold

And snatch me from myself

And the love that sits

Now alone…

 

I am a fool and a slave

I am the living dead

Sprung from the shallowest of graves…

 

 

 

Reviews

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

This is one of my favorite reads of yours.Damn this has got all the emotions right in it..
Now there are such sadly beautiful phrases in this..beautiful to me cause they are just so bare in their appeal..so naked,leaping onto my mind.
'wander lonely keys in a tap dance of hell'..i like lonely keys.Then ' shoot myself onto cracked blankets'.That entire stanza,
I’ve got ideas that don’t
Impress to formulate
I know all the good is
There for me to bitterly hate…
all the good is there for me to bitterly hate.How do we reach there,where all of this that is,comes to be all wrong and the only right that we see is in ourselves :).
My favorite in this favorite is,
My pipes rattle
Inside these fleshy walls
Obsession and compulsion
A steady diet that malnourishes
My fading soul…
that send shivers down me,it was said with such fierce reality,bitterness that it just caught me and i could palpate the lines,obsession and compulsion,a steady diet that malnourishes the fading soul.Now how did you come up with that,such an aching fragility in those lines.It seems i will touch and those words will break down into a million spectra.
Then there is a lot more to this too..postulated martyrdom,vaginal canals drying up in desert conditions,And snatch me from myself
And the love that sits
Now alone…
Again very very well written..i wonder how poems like this do not get the number of reviews they deserve on here.I will say this that all people like is gloss,glamour..that is how it was and how it is.

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

there's a flow to this i love.. it snaps and crackles like spoken words.. a sort of nervous energy that belies the completely heartwrenching emotions within.

goddamn i love this!