Soul Punk

Soul Punk

A Poem by Pete
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"The mason asks but a narrow shelf to spring his brick from; man requires only an infinitely narrower one to spring his arch of faith from." - Thoreau

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Hell by Hieronymus Bosch

Caught up in a carnal conspiracy on the street corner.
Blatantly bilingual but blessed.
Nevertheless.
Strolling in sarcastically on the Sabbath.
Smoking a cancer stick of truth.
A crooked, nefarious coffin nail.
Fresh out of detention for grafitiing the grounds.
Candles still burning after being lit in homeroom.
Long since late for life's last bell.
Leather-jacketed and lying.
Sporting a tertiary tattoo.
Black book tossed in my locker.
Somewhere.
Questioning today's lesson.
Armed with arguments.
A fierce, fanatical facade at the ready.

The view from the front row is always much better.
I take a seat in the back.
Confused.
Feet up and faithless.
I ask a lot of questions.
Sans raising my hand.
Just blurt them out.
Demanding to know.
Staring out the window for signs of you.
Launching prayerful paper clips.
With rebellious rubber bands.
Firing spiritual spitballs with baited breaths.
Sin calls on my sanguine cell phone.
Hell's hounds ate my homework again.
I'll stay after for a remedial reminder.
Guess I'm nothing but a damned ...
... soul punk ...


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© 2018 Pete


Author's Note

Pete
"The smallest seed of faith is better than the largest fruit of happiness." - Thoreau

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In my younger days, I was always attracted to the sulking bad boys, but I'd romanticized them in my mind to the point of fantasy. Here you tell it like it is. I love all your dynamic descriptions & also it's nice to see a couple of those old idioms about cigarettes (why the hell did I ever think that stink was sexy on a guy's breath?!?!?) Thanks for peeling back the romantic mystery *tee! hee!* Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pete

6 Years Ago

we often do seem to want what's bad for us. remember the Marlboro Man when we were growing up - eve.. read more



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In my younger days, I was always attracted to the sulking bad boys, but I'd romanticized them in my mind to the point of fantasy. Here you tell it like it is. I love all your dynamic descriptions & also it's nice to see a couple of those old idioms about cigarettes (why the hell did I ever think that stink was sexy on a guy's breath?!?!?) Thanks for peeling back the romantic mystery *tee! hee!* Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pete

6 Years Ago

we often do seem to want what's bad for us. remember the Marlboro Man when we were growing up - eve.. read more
Remind me to stay on your good side, ok? ; )

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pete

6 Years Ago

LOL!!!!!!! be a good girl kelly ...
Very descriptive and the images are insane. Really like the Hell Hounds eating your homework. This is a very good piece.
-Richard

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pete

6 Years Ago

thanks richard. appreciated ...

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