BLURRING THE DYNAMICS

Notes below...09 10 14

Be wary of the chasm
of tangled blood blurring
the dynamics of loving somebody
and liking the same person

Be wary of the chasm
of hot-buttered blood blurring
corneas claiming to discern
the dynamics of loving somebody
and loving the same body

Be wary of the chasm
of screaming blood blurring
(via tongues of fire)
the dynamics of a bleeding sunset
and a bludgeoned bond

Be wary of the chasm
of conspirative blood blurring
the dynamics of an emblematic
bath in ambition's settled debt
and a wallow in the pink taint
of a tool's guilty conscience

Be wary of the chasm

Author's Note

Third stanza, based on Edvard Munch's quote on 'The Scream' painting:

"I was walking along the road with two friends - watching the sunset - the sky suddenly turned red as blood - I stopped, leant against the fence, deadly tired - avove the blue-black fjord and the town lay blood and tongues of fire - my friends walked on and I was left, trembling with fear - and I could feel an infinte scream passing through the landscape"

I did not know this until gathering the quotes for this poem, but this painting was also inspired by the death of Munch's sister to tuberculosis...this will likely get worked into another poem at some point in the future.

Fourth stanza, based on Shakespeare's 'Julius Caesar':

BRUTUS:

People, and senators, be not affrighted.
Fly not; stand still; ambition's debt is paid.

3.1. 82-3

BRUTUS:

So we are Caesar's friends, that have abridged
His time of fearing death. Stoop, Romans, stoop,
And let us bathe our hands in Caesar's blood
Up to the elbows, and besmear our swords
Then walk we forth, even to the market place,
And waving our red weapons o'er our heads,
Let's all cry, "Peace, freedom, and liberty!"

CASSISUS:

Stoop then, and wash. How many ages hence
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!

3.1, 104 - 113

Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

My goodness, this one really brings the reader into a black hole of betrayal and loss. I know of The Scream, as well as Julius Cesar, though I can honestly say that I don't know much about them. I have always preferred Shakespeare's comedies to any of his other writing. They make more sense to me. That being said, I really enjoyed this poem, the repetition and slight changes to certain lines worked really well (did you use a fixed form or is this your own concoction?)

of hot-buttered blood blurring

My favorite line because of how fun it is to say in an evil voice. =P Really brilliant work on this my friend!

[kublakhan27]

So glad you felt the emotion in this one my friend...it was an emotional write, and my own form...maybe I should patent it haha ;) I think I had a monotone voice in my mind when I wrote it, Allen Ginsberg to be exact...not many are familiar with his spoken word stuff anymore, but if there's one poet I would have loved to hear recite my work, it would have been him...but I'm digressing :P An evil voice certainly works as well...Vincent Price or Christopher Lee would be nice...

Not sure why I'm pondering voices all of a sudden...probably cuz I'm conscious of your stage background now ;)

Thanks so much for the kind words Ashira, you have brought a smile to my face indeed :)

[Ashira Macy]

Haha, well I am going to have to look up Allen Ginsberg's spoken voice now. No need to ponder voices for my sake, though if you like to do so then by all means, ponder away! Glad I could make you smile my friend! =D

[Lyn Anderson]

I rarely give interpretive reviews, because quite often I am unsure of the author's intentions, yet I am dead sure of my impressions. For me, this speaks of the lines between love and friendship, love of self, self doubt, desire, and being fearful of one's emotions.

[kublakhan27]

You are spot-on my friend...for whatever reason, there were a lot of 'lines' on my mind at a very late hour, which swiftly became an early hour :P

[Jennie Baron]

Thanks for the literary and artistic references; that was enlightening! And for the Supertramp video. Oh, as for the poem, that is superb. You use repetition so masterfully to create a marvelous rhythm. I like this one very much.

[kublakhan27]

So glad you enjoyed the poem and song Jennie, I wish I hadn't gotten so historically-inclined at 3am though haha I'm always grateful for your kind words and support :)

[Frieda P]

This is a new twist from your ink, familiar but with a slightly more pronounced serious edge to it. I consider myself forewarned, but I was so hoping not to have fear in loving someone and liking them simultaneously, now you've totally discombobulated my world.

'Hot buttered blood' wish I had thought of that. Sounds like someone did damage to your corn flakes again Benji....you harangue a poetic verbal attack with such finesse....I'm wary, so wary of those chasms. You've pen'd the feelings in your own dynamic fashion, as always.

Now, about those 'tongues of fire'. ;) I don't 'pretend' to call you friend, on that you can depend. Love it... xo

[kublakhan27]

Well first off, you know that none of this is about you, at least from my perspective, so you can rest easy there ;) The funny thing is that I was in a fairly giddy mood when I wrote this, until my muse got historical on me then I was up pretty much all night gathering the quotes...that was the death of the buzz haha

I was thinking about family (hence the 'tangled' blood) in the first bit, how you can 'love' some relatives but not necessarily 'like' them...I probably had my father in mind cuz that's how it was with him during a not-so-good time...the second part can go any number of ways, but they all lead to romance or the illusion of it...hard to explain, kind of a multiple choice there...

Don't worry love, I know you don't pretend, nor do I obviously...at least I hope it's obvious by now ;) So glad you enjoyed it...I don't consider it my best, maybe cuz the form is different for me, but it makes its point just the same haha...xo

[Frieda P]

I knew that, was only fooling with ya Benji. Sigh, family...don't get me started. The illusion of romance, I think I've written many a poem on that subject, so get it more so than you know. You know I'm your biggest fan, so always a pleasure to read your genius words sweetie. :) xo

[kublakhan27]

I knew you would relate to this one love, sadly...I actually read one of your old poems on 'illusion' yesterday, I don't know if you saw the review yet...thank you for being my biggest fan Mrs.R, there are no words to express how much that means, but the colossal grin on my face would probably tell you all you need to know :) xo

[Frieda P]

I'm behind, which one is that, my alerts are still all messed up. "It's life's illusions I recall, I really don't know life at all" :) xo

[kublakhan27]

Ha, yeah I've spun that one a few times :) I think it was Hot Coffee Glances...xo

[Frieda P]

Oh that's an old one isn't it? ;)

[kublakhan27]

Yes, I was digging in the vaults ;)

[Frieda P]

Thank gawd you made it out alive. :)

[kublakhan27]

Ha I can make it out of yours much easier than mine ;P

[The Twin Arenas]

this is my favourite of yours, I think.
tangled blood. the way things get fucked up when you like and love the same person, or, more to the point, the way things get fucked up when those bonds are bludgeoned, and all you are left with is tangled blood. liked it. f*****g chasm.

[kublakhan27]

Thank you Waconda, I'm glad that it's a favourite :)