![]() The Deepest DisdainA Poem by Jayne Disdaine![]() A really bad day![]() These frayed confetti of unfulfilled portents, wasteful garbage, are really bringing me down. Bullshit. Hunger. Pain. Apathy. All make me think I'm diseased. My circling. tremorring messy brain grinds me hard straight to the ground, and leaves me capable barely of rational, sane thought and speech. I cant get up the drive to drive back into town. Lethargic and dizzy, shredded, not at my peak. I'm not right of mind - in the wrong mental space to turn this sad sitch around. All the tell-tale demons bubble from depths of disdain, far deep underground, where I sometimes sleep. Letters come, telephones keep shrieking and I cant f*****g hide. Every single contact revealing more of their demanding desperate needs. Collectors, Prospectors, Detective Inspectors, ex-friends and forgotten lovers - your non-urges are denied! Slimy leeches don't you see you don't need my blood to feed? Hey, maybe, you wanna, I don't know, see if we can get high? Get as far from this heart rending confusion, as I know you want to be. You got nothing else happening, and well, neither do I. And it could well be our last chance for awhile to be this free.
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Added on November 20, 2014Last Updated on November 20, 2014 Author![]() Jayne DisdaineAdelaide, AustraliaAboutHi. I like to write. I hope people would like to read what I write. What more do you need to know? Please feel free to add me and ask if I've missed anything vital ;) Hope you enjoy! X more..Writing
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