Paranoid Optimism

Paranoid Optimism

A Poem by theunionisloud
"

It just kind of happened.

"

Look at the reflection of the ceiling fan in the curve of this cheap, Ikea vase

the one with that’s cracked

a little

at the mouth.

 

The reflection is distorted from the curve of the vase.

 

Around and around she goes-- the ceiling fan

that’s all she does, she’s got one job

But you don’t see her tryna go all counterclockwise

 

Clockwise as she goes-- the ceiling fan

The reflection is still distorted

the reflection is distorted from the curve of the vase

The one that’s cracked

A little

at the mouth

And the cracked mouth kisses the tulips


who are forever oblivious of the distorted reflection of the clockwise-going ceiling fan on the cheap, cracked, Ikea vase caused by its very own curve.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 


 

 

Everything has something

Bolder than anything

Fragments of everything

More than nothing

Everything has something

Fragments of everything

Bolder than anything

More than nothing. 

© 2011 theunionisloud


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love this..the simple things grandly missed..an intriguing and thought provoking read..I like your work, you think outside of the box.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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how intriguing! and so good to see you posting work again! loved the descriptions in this highly almost volatile environment you've constructed around the action - loved - "The one that’s cracked
A little
at the mouth
And the cracked mouth kisses the tulips" - I quite like the smaller dislocated font at the bottom it makes me feel like it's a chant or as if someone's whispering and repeating it in the midst of all this clockwise turning of the fan and the tulips in the vase - but then maybe I read too much into it ha - who knows! either way - great stuff!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Mindblowing, just mindblowing. I just don't have the words. I wish I had something weird yet clever to say but I just don't. That's what happens when you're in awe.

100/100

This s**t is going into my library :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


'round and 'round she goes where she stops, nobody knows....

Interesting developments of the repetition element. I don't know if you need to use font size differences to convey "fragments" from the cracked vase?

after going "around" I think the last line "And the cracked mouth kisses the tulips" is a perfect ending.

Maybe start out with the tulips somehow and eliminate the reference just below your last line. Then bring the last stanza up, maybe center alignment, and use the two as a diptych.

this one is fun to play with.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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