Absinthe Makes the Mind go Yonder

#3 in a series for the Blue Room.

Like being underwater,
Voices are garbled and faces waver.

For this night my world is “happy”.
Whatever that means, really,
But there’s a smile on my face,
And nothing morose enters
The bitter-sweet catacombs inside my head
Just the music and the safety of noise
From people seeking this word “happy”,
Much like me…
There’s a certain comradery here.

This sweet state of cheerful oblivion
Is known as “erasing tapes”.
Tomorrow,
When I wake to the too bright sun,
Memory will be killed off a bit more
Until one day, in the end,
I will have given myself a lobotomy
And die peacefully in my sleep
Unaware that I was ever unhappy at all.

Reviews

[Pema Dorje]

Happiness is highly over rated as something to be achieved where the process of being engaged in life brings experiences that are filled with Awe and Wonder where even miseries become the carving tools of our Great Work; becoming whom we ought to be!

a whimsical write C.

[Luna Tique Fringe]

the world can seem a happy place when filtered thru green...but can turn ugly in a tick of the clock.
those last lines make denial sound sound so lovely..sign me up : )

beautiful and sad.

[emmajoy]

'Fill the mind with golden seconds whilst you live the day, then, empty it with silent dreams...' 'Seems that oblivion does keep stock of what you write, else there'd be no poem here! What an incredible piece of writing, more than a poem, more a 'Lotus Eaters' sense of being. Fine phrase - ' .. the bitter sweet catacombs inside my head'.

Please, don't give yourself a lobotomy.. write on and make both self and readers happy!

[R J Askew]

arf, arf, bitter sweet, bitter sweet! have never heard 'erasing tapes' before. there is an appeal to the self-induced forgetfulness, but I do not wear hangovers well at all and so I'd only be drinking beer or wine! I like the humour of 'given myself a lobotomy', though it also terrifies me! These lines are the best for me:
And nothing morose enters
The bitter-sweet catacombs inside my head
Just the music and the safety of noise
From people seeking this word "happy",
.................they seem to capture a sort of collective mentality, which i suppose is exactly what a good bar ia sll about, being a place where we abandon ourselves to a bigger, more carefree being for a while.

[Emily B]

Here's to being unaware, sometimes. And then I think no, no, no. I can't give up the pain that made me who I am. What good would I be to anyone blissfully comfortable in the lack of all I learned. How could I be of any use to anyone without the lessons?

I always love your writes and this is no exception.

[pal]

"This sweet state of cheerful oblivion
Is known as "erasing tapes".
Tomorrow,
When I wake to the too bright sun,
Memory will be killed off a bit more"

very true.. nature created us so.. what we experience is forgotten.. only essense.. remains.. not in the same form as experience..
thus everything is forgotten.. mind is fresh again to receive more and more..

could u imagine how dreadful it is to have all remembered in memory..mind..!

nice poem here

pal

[Robert Luna]

Mmmm. The green fairy. Oh what dreams that has caused in myself. I loved this piece for three reasons. One I can relate to the state of mind that seemed so powerfully conveyed. Two because it was written in such a thought and memory provoking manor and third because the pure imagery that you portrayed so wonderfully making this piece come to life in a sense as I can picture the scene so dead on with clarity. I really enjoyed this and found it like read a piece of myself upon a page.


Great Job!!!!!!!

[Gandré]

my gosh, this was very strong. lobotomy images were piercing. you described this feeling of motionless, emptiness when one is just not striving for anything anymore. an impressive strong writing. the ending is so desperately sad. dear. nicely done, so difficult to describe such an emptiness. I trully loved it. Wishing you merry Christmas!

[Nick Erickson]

I've never tasted absynthe, but this reminds me of nights spent trying to drink memories away.
Excellent piece and I love the end.

"I will have given myself a lobotomy
And die peacefully in my sleep
Unaware that I was ever unhappy at all."

How many of us do that, never realize we were even happy in the first place?
Well done.

[Lydia Shutter]

Ah, yes, absynthe....with overzealous fans such as Vincent Van Gogh, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, Paul Verlaine, Ernest Hemmingway and Oscar Wilde! How appropos a title for a poem! I especially liked this line:

"The bitter-sweet catacombs inside my head"

The psyche is indeed a labyrinth of emotion....some of them quite bittersweet. A bit of a melo-dramatic feel to this well written poem and I enjoyed it. Lydia

[Lydia Shutter]

Ah, yes, absynthe....with overzealous fans such as Vincent Van Gogh, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, Paul Verlaine, Ernest Hemmingway and Oscar Wilde! How appropos a title for a poem! I especially liked this line:

"The bitter-sweet catacombs inside my head"

The psyche is indeed a labyrinth of emotion....some of them quite bittersweet. A bit of a melo-dramatic feel to this well written poem and I enjoyed it. Lydia