SWALLOWED STANZAS (Extended)

SWALLOWED STANZAS (Extended)

A Poem by kublakhan27
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12 13 10 - 02 09 13

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I.

Brimstone sentiments accrue between my ears
Infernos of intent evaporate the frazzled tears
I was collecting for a pool of solace in which I could dip
my flaming head when hot environments unlocked my frozen lip

II.

Sometimes I think my stomach imitates a salt mine
when I swallow the prescribed advice on which I daily dine
Nightly I receive the water from the serpent glass I swear
is filled by no one but replenished by sin vapors hiding in my air

III.

Lip balm loopholes agree with my unworthy fingers
on the manner in which solemn moods impale lipstick bringers
but with nothing keen to paint with, bluntness is my only hope
though the words are always sharper than the shiniest erection scope

IV.

Incense shivers up its spiny stairway to the air
circulates a coat of cloud and hits the highway of my hair
I can rip a wafting route into a rash of tributaries
and apply a sigh of smog to each and commute and breathe obituaries

© 2013 kublakhan27


Author's Note

kublakhan27
I never imagined I'd be writing anything "by popular demand" but many of you suggested I keep this piece going when I first unveiled it, so I've added two more stanzas...I don't think they're up to the standard of the original two, but if the feedback proves me wrong (like it did the first time around haha), maybe I'll make it a running project...I can't BELIEVE this piece is already two-plus years old O_o

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I keep reading and then reading again... and again. It's like a new form of heroin that is assimilated, not by the prickly spoonful but by the modulation of photons that impale the eyes with mental glyphs of lingual resonance. Each stanza is a different dime bag of worldly origin; a thing to be unwrapped slowly, carefully; as with a word junky's ritual homage. The product is sniffed, tasted on the tip of the tongue, and then gently warmed to an effervescent bubbling state... until it is ready for that laser-like transit across time and space where it rushes to spread throughout the mind in an intoxicating reverie of electric-like euphoria; then comes the bliss of mysterious, complicated possibilities.

How fitting... my Khan, your visage of poppy field origin that befriends and soothes while chaining the reader to you with this most ancient addiction of the soul. Should we continue to meet in the dark corners of the cafe? The ones where pleasantries are exchanged above the table while small packages slide beneath it from hand to hand... or should I just rat you out to the literati? You know the problem with junkies, don't you? They just keep wanting more and more... and more is never enough.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Haha you always leave me tongue-tied my friend (or finger-tied), in a good way of course :) I actual.. read more



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What Ufo and the kimmer said...holy, where to begin with this. A thousand kisses deep on boogie Street for sure. Blow me away and seems you've been to Heaven also...that stairway does get around.

'I can rip a wafting route into a rash of tributaries
and apply a sigh of smog to each and commute and breathe obituaries'

I'm floating along on this one thinking of last breath. I could read this a hundred and one times and come away with a different regard and emotion for it every time. It's genius, but then I had no doubts. The second stanza is my very favorite but then again I could read it over and change my mind again, I think I'll just soak in it for while...now I'm sure if I have a headache or feel high. ;-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

LOL Perfect is the first key word there, and image is the second one :P
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Ugh you English majors are annoying creatures ;-P
kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

LOL But so much more intriguing than the average creature, don't you think? ;)
That's the beauty of kublakhan27's writings! There are always underlying strata and can be interpreted in so many different level. I find it so hard to put my thoughts into words here. Since English is not my first language, understanding everything clearly was not an easy task to do. I had to read and re-read it. In the end when I finally finished reading, I realized that it wasn't a quick pick-up system, rather a mindset, a lifestyle and its a higher form of interaction. Excellent write once again:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Haha yes, that is true...is that your way of telling me you don't blush easily? ;P
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

No I actually don't....is that bad? lol
kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Haha not at all...trying to think of blush-related lines but I'm coming up empty, a shame ;P
"Lip balm loopholes agree with my unworthy fingers
on the manner in which solemn moods impale lipstick bringers
but with nothing keen to paint with, bluntness is my only hope
though the words are always sharper than the shiniest erection scope"~ This entertains my mind...you have a way with words, which intrigue me to no end, my dear friend! Keeping up the pace with you is a work out indeed! ;)
Great work...lovely plethora of thoughts spilled from your ink....still flowing, I'm sure. :)


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

:) Thank you so much...if you look at some of the other comments I've left here, you'll see that I'm.. read more
This is one of your best piece's to date. Cleverly written, a tactful and eloquent rhyming scheme and everything is correlated together as the poem's theme relates back to the title. A unique masterpiece. It's going in my library. Great work friend. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much my friend, not just for your kind words here but for the overall support you've se.. read more
this certainly waltzes the reader into previously undiscovered realms, and does so with a gracious and pendulous ease which is unsettling. i think i found myself on at least four separate venues in my mind when absorbing this, for each time i reread it i became aware of another possibility which i had previously overlooked. you know you have written a stellar piece of prose when your readers can be lead to so many different plateaus by a single write. this is a singular/multiple masterpiece....well done!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Thank you my friend, your compliments mean the world to me, and this support is what keeps me inspir.. read more
quinfinn

11 Years Ago

well done, poet.....gifted poet!
kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

:)
Leave it to Ufi to say pretty much verbatim what I was going to say...sheesh...

;-)

Seriously, though. What Ufi said...ditto. That last stanza is money.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Haha yeah U doesn't leave much to say after he's spoken on a piece ;) But that's okay, I'm just happ.. read more
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

U is...one of my all time favorite reviewers. I do like it, and it is always my pleasure to read yo.. read more
I keep reading and then reading again... and again. It's like a new form of heroin that is assimilated, not by the prickly spoonful but by the modulation of photons that impale the eyes with mental glyphs of lingual resonance. Each stanza is a different dime bag of worldly origin; a thing to be unwrapped slowly, carefully; as with a word junky's ritual homage. The product is sniffed, tasted on the tip of the tongue, and then gently warmed to an effervescent bubbling state... until it is ready for that laser-like transit across time and space where it rushes to spread throughout the mind in an intoxicating reverie of electric-like euphoria; then comes the bliss of mysterious, complicated possibilities.

How fitting... my Khan, your visage of poppy field origin that befriends and soothes while chaining the reader to you with this most ancient addiction of the soul. Should we continue to meet in the dark corners of the cafe? The ones where pleasantries are exchanged above the table while small packages slide beneath it from hand to hand... or should I just rat you out to the literati? You know the problem with junkies, don't you? They just keep wanting more and more... and more is never enough.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Haha you always leave me tongue-tied my friend (or finger-tied), in a good way of course :) I actual.. read more
Wow...breathtaking. The imagery is just beautiful, love the concept and the style really sucks the reader in. Good writing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

kublakhan27

11 Years Ago

Thank you Emmie :)

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Added on February 9, 2013
Last Updated on February 10, 2013
Tags: swallowed, stanzas, lip, lipstick, impale, paint, blunt, incense, shivers, cloud, rash, obiturary

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kublakhan27
kublakhan27

Nova Scotia, Canada



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