Meltdown

Meltdown

A Poem by p.kuhl

I should warn you
while it doesn't stab, depression
like pneumonia will eventually dissolve
its host (there is no pivot point
in the strategy). It snows over your blood
like insecticide and leaves a film
of rotten peaches on the sofa.
If left unshoveled, the soft mound is bound
to fester and peel like moon-blooming
nectar tanks, exposing purple flesh
for the night to harvest. Bubble
drops will knock your heavy head to bow
deep into the cushions, diving
for change and lost receipts
and soon the whole place reeks
of appliances left plugged in.

© 2013 p.kuhl


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"Bubble
drops will knock your heavy head to bow
deep into the cushions, diving
for change and lost receipts
and soon the whole place reeks
of appliances left plugged in"

A very interesting write. Thank you for penning...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i always think it won't get me this time and then it always does :S

your words are spot on

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Strange but incredible imagery.i especially like the last line of appliances left plugged in. The images you create seem to not let get us get depressed even though your talking about depression. They "pivot" us back with their out of placeness.


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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p.kuhl
p.kuhl

Bloomington, IN



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My name is Pierce, and I am a 23 year old English major at Indiana University. "How easily I connect to you. You're always everything at once, somehow. You're shy and open, sweet and cold, curious .. more..

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A Poem by p.kuhl