NO IRONY WHATSOEVER

02 11 14

There are times when I get so
fixated on a concrete message
that mirth extraneously manifests
in my aura like menthol
in the cavern of a sore throat
The medicine of rolling eyes
scold me for self-imposed sickness
My lens of disposition is hi-def clear
yet my fingertips have been dulled
by my oral chainsaw rendering it
impossible to get the cap off
Am I bearing my poetic soul in the hope
of fusing with coincidental souls?
Or am I hiding my insecurities behind it
while luring innocent witnesses into
the brainwash booth of my shortcomings?
Colloquial communication is an alien to me
camouflaged in the company
of smartphone-equipped commuters
I am not a touch screen but
the signal that defines its purpose
Sometimes

Author's Note

Captcha: overveil

Reviews

[Renée]

Sometimes I read a piece.. and it is like I need to savor it for all the "flavors" ( for lack of a better word) it contains.. I read pieces aloud..(several times btw) this one rolls off my tongue so easily and with each line leaves me with cells of a movie before my eyes.. I love your last line.. for me it seems to want to scream "hey look I am human see me… then insecurity quietly steps in with "sometimes" ..
just my thoughts… but it is a great piece !

[kublakhan27]

So glad I could write something that spoke to you on a deep level...it was a deep piece to write too, and took a few days for me to get it where I felt comfortable with it. Thanks so much for the support Renee :)

[Renée]

the depth from where this came shows. the waiting till you are comfortable.. I think of that period as a "proofing period" that is what we call the resting and rising of bread before it is baked..( pottery is another example) things that are a true part of us..need that time..
It was my pleasure to read your thoughts ( :

[Frieda P]

Oh Benji Benji Benji, what is Mrs R to do with you? So much frustration and angst here, the abstract anguish is palpable on your page. Who wants to be a touch screen anywho, do you have any idea how many germs are on those things? Hope this wasn't initiated by 'big boy britches'...but I digress, all in all, it's your genius at play here, as always, seems as though Dali dip'd his paintbrush in some Socratic paradox, the colors have all faded to gray. You color outside the lines, and there's nothing wrong with that, why would brilliance want to blend in with all the other artistes, do you think Shakespeare or Monet was worrying about dull colloquial communications, hell no! Your poetic soul and otherwise is just fine sir, perhaps a wee bit too much of that vanilla crap you're always praising, dark chocolate or some chunky monkey is in order. ;-) Just saying. You know the cheeky monkey luvs ya. MWAH! xo

[kublakhan27]

My dear friend Frieda, I wish I could express my enthusiasm for yours and Jack's works in my reviews as well as you guys do mine. I'm trying my best Mrs.R, but I don't know, once I get these things into my head, they are hard to flush out. Of course you always have a way of making me feel better and happier, and make me laugh in the process...thanks so much cheeky monkey, and I'm hoping I can lighten up a bit now that I've got this one out, and you know my feelings are mutual...MWAH xo

[Frieda P]

Ha oh good, I thought you might throw a hissy fit...EAT CHOCOLATE! ;-) It cures all that ails you...xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha Not at all Mrs.R...if I had any chocolate around, I'd probably inhale it right now ;P xo

[Lyn Anderson]

From the title to the end, a clever write indeed.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much KL

[Jack...]

Now I understand...I never knew that rolling eyes were a medicine. It figures though, they always do something to me. Steve, it seems you are riding on a commuter train reading the last week's newspaper while everyone else is on their Ipads. I don't mean that literally, it is just how your poem greeted me today. And I'm thinking you are still reading as the train passes your drop off point and the conductor tells you no ticket is needed because you are never getting off. Very cool my friend.

[kublakhan27]

You always understand where I'm coming from my friend...there's a verse by Johnny Cash that always reminds me of myself and very much mirrors your review here: I knew I had it coming / I know I can't be free / But those people keep on moving / And that's what tortures me. I'm hoping I got some stuff out of my system with this one...I don't want to give too much away, but I suppose the rolling eyes are medicinal in the sense that they can be beneficial, if you can get through the bitter taste. Thanks as always my friend, you know your reviews and support mean the world.