the thought rope

off the top of my head. no touching up or anything. just raw prose really. its a nice change from what i have been writing recently. title courtesy of melody.

I tie my shoe lace ready to venture my minds space,

But for gods sake respect the fact I’m vacant.

Surroundings moving at light speed,

Slowing me down like a snail with a walking stick.

I’m in deep here. Got a safety rope so I don’t get lost

I don’t need your voice as a reminder of me returning.

Returning to this shithole we call a reality

Where the hustle and bustle is just hassle and

Tassels.

Where the busy bodies die early and the stagnant

Live with a yawn encroaching on their bored minds every 10 seconds.

 I’m in here for a reason. To isolate the pleasure from pressure

So both happiness and enlightenment are parallel.

leave me be. I'm fine.

Reviews

[That_Girl]

Fresh and free. Great job!

[nigrum homonculus]

thanks! glad you liked it.

[Celestial Witch Child]

I'm almost jealous of how unambiguous your writing style is. Refreshingly blunt. (:

[nigrum homonculus]

thank you! no one has ever said that about my stuff. that really meant a lot

[Melody]

Hmm...I like the poem, but I think the title could be something else....I don't know what though. I sort of see where you can call it "Day Dream" or something. Good poem though. :) Keep writing.

[nigrum homonculus]

thanks! glad you liked it. got any ideas on what i can call it?

[Melody]

Hmm...Day Dream is just so plain these days....What about...."Mind's Adventure" Or hmm..."The Thought Rope"?

[Melody]

Those are just on the spot...If I think of anything better I'll tell you if you don't like those or if you don't think of something.

[nigrum homonculus]

the thought rope actually sounds awesome! thanks a bunch!

[Melody]

Anytime! :) Glad I could help!