Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Monday, April 6, 2015
2015 Poem-a-Day April 6 (things-not-as-they-appear prompt)
The State of Sunday
(or Organized Jingoism)
Line up and stay still
Don't ever speak out of turn
Now you will sit
Now you will kneel
Now you will stand
And sing with voices high
Sing like you're obliged
To something unseen
To something unsure
To something unknowable
Now chant my name
While I preach for you
The instructions of your life
Grow closer together
And come nearer
So I may feed you
And for your investment
Promise a perceived return
You begin with pride
While I fatten to hubris
You begin with trust
While I twist to dependence
You begin with skepticism
While I undermine to suspicion
You begin with faith
While I shame to blindness
You begin with inclusion
While I push to fear
You begin with love
While I torture to hate
You begin with you
While I pray to me
And now you do too
(or Organized Jingoism)
Line up and stay still
Don't ever speak out of turn
Now you will sit
Now you will kneel
Now you will stand
And sing with voices high
Sing like you're obliged
To something unseen
To something unsure
To something unknowable
Now chant my name
While I preach for you
The instructions of your life
Grow closer together
And come nearer
So I may feed you
And for your investment
Promise a perceived return
You begin with pride
While I fatten to hubris
You begin with trust
While I twist to dependence
You begin with skepticism
While I undermine to suspicion
You begin with faith
While I shame to blindness
You begin with inclusion
While I push to fear
You begin with love
While I torture to hate
You begin with you
While I pray to me
And now you do too
Sunday, April 5, 2015
2015 Poem-a-Day April 5 (vegetable prompt)
27 Words More Than You Deserve
Regardless of your intent
I look at you with contempt
You try to heal me
And I try to stomach you
Yet you remain
As always
Salad
Regardless of your intent
I look at you with contempt
You try to heal me
And I try to stomach you
Yet you remain
As always
Salad
Saturday, April 4, 2015
2015 Poem-a-Day April 4 (departure prompt)
I was born yesterday.
I blinked,
I took a drink,
And now it’s over.
There must have been
A moment or two
I should remember,
But the cancer
Is all that is left.
Where did I go?
Not even the mirror
Convinces me
I exist any more.
Gone.
Friday, April 3, 2015
2015 Poem-a-Day April 3 (machine prompt)
Resonant Insanity
The buzz is singular
Mixed by multitude.
Present. Persistent.
I can not tell them apart.
Surrounding me -
Radius of pain -
My ears empty
Except wave metallic.
I'd scratch them out
Or remove the machines.
Gladly. Immediately.
Make it stop. Turn it off.
Turn them all off. Please.
The buzz is singular
Mixed by multitude.
Present. Persistent.
I can not tell them apart.
Surrounding me -
Radius of pain -
My ears empty
Except wave metallic.
I'd scratch them out
Or remove the machines.
Gladly. Immediately.
Make it stop. Turn it off.
Turn them all off. Please.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
2015 Poem-a-Day April 2 (secret prompt)
Secrecy of the Intimate
We sit
We stare
Opposite ends of the table
Chinese food
Scattered like
Container store chaos
We breathe
Between bites
Sighs deep enough to ask
Do I know
Do you know
Do I know
You know
You know I know
You know I
No
We wait
We wait
A break must come
One of us must
Just say it already
We both
Know
We speak
We say
Nothing
We sit
We stare
Opposite ends of the table
Chinese food
Scattered like
Container store chaos
We breathe
Between bites
Sighs deep enough to ask
Do I know
Do you know
Do I know
You know
You know I know
You know I
No
We wait
We wait
A break must come
One of us must
Just say it already
We both
Know
We speak
We say
Nothing
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
2015 Poem-a-Day April 1 (resistence prompt)
To Sleep
Rest uneasy.
Words against the white.
Where does silence
hard return
another other
alone?
Shifting atlas -
unconscious maps -
swirl under listless eyes.
Cover them by shade
Until the day calls.
Rest uneasy.
Words against the white.
Where does silence
hard return
another other
alone?
Shifting atlas -
unconscious maps -
swirl under listless eyes.
Cover them by shade
Until the day calls.
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I’ve forgotten how to want
Locked in a constant constrain
Everything is in my head
The rest missing attention
I know myself no longer
And wonder if I ever did
The pains taken haunting
Leave the unenvied unwanted
This song is just memory
Heard at a distance long before
A melody I don’t recognize
Next to a rhythm foreign
Heat has left my soul
Leaving only cold hollow
Alone in this shell
Where love is unknown