I KNOW, I KNOW...IT ISN'T EVERYTHING...I KNOW...

A rant, cuz I can't sleep, so nothing to write home about poetically, and I'll probably be embarrassed by it in the morning...but I write, therefore I post...03 08 14

Why bother
when the page won't
tattoo itself?

The only interest
I am likely to generate in you
is in your mind as you ponder
how much labour I'm worth in
proportion to the rusted parts
I'm bringing to your service center
The only reason
I'm even this close to you

Bodily interest in your vicinity
would come from me slapping
my own face

Otherwise
pass the spilled ink

Reviews

[Wall Hermitt]

Very relatable for many of us writers here. I can sincerely picture myself in those silent nights sitting in solitary pondering about what to write, as there is nothing else to engage in. Frustration easily manifests itself as all words seem lost, and as my first drafts are always contrived with ink, I tend to flood the floor with paper giving that only one out of a couple dozen ideas gets a ‘consider’. I’m pleased this is not the everyday case. Anyways this was a great read overall – very profound. Great conclusion…

As always thanks for sharing!

W.H.

[kublakhan27]

So glad you could relate to the feelings I was trying to convey here my friend...as is the case with many of my pieces addressing this theme, it is partly inspired by the site itself, namely in the middle stanza and the title...I labelled it a rant in the opening comments cuz I felt utterly alone when I wrote it...your notebooks probably look very much like mine...I can barely decipher them myself at times with all the scribbles and mutated handwriting...thanks so much :)

[Matching Socks]

Shall I pass the salt too?
And the tequila?
Some lemon...
Then we'd really get the creative juices flowing.

[kublakhan27]

Haha I'll take Smirnoff please...ironically I have written several well-received pieces under the influence...as you can see, I was out that night...

[willweb]

Let's hope not because the day you run out of words is the day the earth runs out of air
Though I believe there is more meaning to this than a sleepless night. I really enjoyed this today.

[kublakhan27]

Many thanks for the inspiring words will...this is essentially a chronicle of what brought this sleepless night, and countless more before and since...so glad you enjoyed it.

[willweb]

Now how did I know that, oh yeah, I've spent many nights very similar. Chin up sir.

[David Scott]

"Why bother?"
If only I knew.
Thank goodness it is all digital today, or I would suffocate in this pool of ink needing words to find expression.
Rant away Khan! Do not go quietly into the inky abyss...

[kublakhan27]

Haha Thank you my friend...this thing is actually growing on me ever so gradually...I still don't consider it a poem per se but I may very well revisit it down the road. Funny thing too, I still write every single word on paper, and as I've told friends in the past (and it's the truth), I can stare at a blank page for hours, literally, so maybe that's my equivalent of suffocation haha...it's virtually impossible for me to write on a monitor though...I must be really old-school :)

[Caradoc]

I'm definitely feeling this piece right now, along with a dozen other things.

Pretty well written my friend. That third stanza...yea. Perhaps I should slap my own face. People are always morbidly interested in violence and tragedy.

-Caradoc

[kublakhan27]

As is often the case with poetry, I'm both sorry and glad that you could feel this piece. As predicted in the status note, I was embarrassed by this when I looked at it the next morning, but I don't feel ready to let it go yet...I feel like there is more to give to this one...I can assure you that the self-inflicted slap is there to stay though haha

[Frieda P]

Ha I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry with you Benji. Slapping yourself over spilt ink is hardly worth the smarts...you keep repeating that vehemently with your inky spilled pen, then you land in another sweetly saturated self-flagellating ditty that is brilliantly written, what is Mrs R gonna do with you? Amen, now you're really starting to sound like Leo. ;-) xo

[kublakhan27]

Well I must be having an identity crisis ;) I wasn't laughing when I wrote it Mrs.R haha A lot of people are missing the middle part but I don't mind that...if Mrs.R thinks it's brilliantly written, that's all I need...thanks love :) xo

[olla]

we can never really know for sure how our words might touch another.. in the cold dark light of night.. it is why we are admonished not to judge ourselves... I liked this very much.. it is good to know I am not the only one..

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much olla, I'm glad you could relate to this piece.

[Zahra]

WOw, cool, i enjoyed it. Thanks for ranting. :-)

[kublakhan27]

Haha I'm glad you enjoyed my rant, many thanks :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, how often i feel like this...slapping my own self in the face because my ideas won't go down on paper, or i think they suck...and sometimes those late night jaunts into poems...really feel like nothing more than spilled ink..

but believe me Steve...you have the talent to make something out of nothing...something that is always worth reading...especially the rants about writing and feeling stuck.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much for the vote of confidence my friend. Depression also happens to be a talent of mine, and when you combine it with insomnia, while there's paper nearby, this is what usually comes out. I'm feeling better today though thankfully haha

[jacob erin-cilberto]

my depression, my angst...is channeled the same way...late nights of poetic existence and often pieces that i want to burn...yet sometimes others seem to be okay with them...so i keep them...

a collection of depression and angst...don't know whether that is good or bad.

[Sheila Kline]

It's always good to read what one thinks to put from pen to paper when the mind won't be quiet enough to allow one to sleep. In this case, it is unfortunate you are unable to rest, but good for the reader as we share the spilled ink. Don't be embarrassed by it as all art is an expression of the soul!

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much Sheila, it's nice to know there was a little value in this :)