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Checkmate
Let’s just pack a thing or two
And get into the car
Drive away to an unknown town
Drive until we’re far…
Away from this terrible mess
The life that we created
Drive away to a strange old town
Where strangers are thoroughly hated
All the things we’re living now
All the needy people
Forever gone, a forgotten song
Are like the dead, just passively peaceful.
Our love has grown thorny
A petulant, cloudy sky
The rivers travel fast and dark
Every word from you a lie….
Every time I see you struggle
I see the darkness in your eyes
I fear the reaper coming in
I fear this last goodbye.
And get into the car
Drive away to an unknown town
Drive until we’re far…
Away from this terrible mess
The life that we created
Drive away to a strange old town
Where strangers are thoroughly hated
All the things we’re living now
All the needy people
Forever gone, a forgotten song
Are like the dead, just passively peaceful.
Our love has grown thorny
A petulant, cloudy sky
The rivers travel fast and dark
Every word from you a lie….
Every time I see you struggle
I see the darkness in your eyes
I fear the reaper coming in
I fear this last goodbye.
Published 27th Oct 2015
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Anonymous
27th Oct 2015 5:35pm
Ah if only we could run away somewhere new and start over in the sun somewhere...a lovely ink of dreaming
Anonymous
27th Oct 2015 6:36pm
We can travel far and wide, but the thing is are troubles travel with us.
27th Oct 2015 6:45pm
There was hopes and dreams at the start and then somewhere, maybe that unknown turn, reality rears its ugly head in the mix. But isn't that always the case with relationships? Its whether you like the reality in the end, or its just too much to endure. Even the most blatantly sinful have their secrets as well.
"A petulant, cloudy sky "
I like this line. I don't know why, it stuck out for me.
Like the storm matched his face. This is an ominous piece, VP.
"A petulant, cloudy sky "
I like this line. I don't know why, it stuck out for me.
Like the storm matched his face. This is an ominous piece, VP.
27th Oct 2015 8:54pm
Most who say they don't fear the reaper are lying. That "strange old town" suggests purgatory to me, or it could be the last stop before a relationship shrivels. A checkmate before the end of the line. Fine and chilling work.
28th Oct 2015 1:42am
Well written and full of longing. Scooters comment reminds me some lyrics to an Avett Brothers song, "The Weight of Lies": ..."When you run make sure you run to something and not away from 'cause lies don't need an airplane to chase you anywhere."
I really do feel this though, the desire to escape it all and start new as a stranger in a new place. The ending is really heavy and sorrowful. And lovely of course at the same time.
I really do feel this though, the desire to escape it all and start new as a stranger in a new place. The ending is really heavy and sorrowful. And lovely of course at the same time.
'darkness surrounds us,' Robert Creeley said. 'shall we & why not, buy a goddamn big car, drive...'
great runaway poetry...
great runaway poetry...
28th Oct 2015 7:58pm
those kind of troubles are like a caravan, you can drive until the wheels fall off and they are still right behind you
I can feel the dire frustration in this one, so well written :-)
I can feel the dire frustration in this one, so well written :-)
