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Immunity
Blind again, those burned out victim eyes
can only stare one way
while you wear your best
trapped rabbit smile
His headlights are beaming in
so every last pore of your soul
lights up like a billboard
nailed on your highway of desperation
and the saddest thing is
you're the only one in the whole wide world
who can't read the message
Not because you don't want to
but because you can't take
the truth between the lines
Since when did you become
a member of the deaf fraternity
and start to shun your own intuition
Since when did you abandon
your own intellect
for skin sensations
and the exchange of bodily fluids
Since when did your heart
start ruling your head
And here comes his car again
driving down your mind
he's making one more pass
always over the limit,
running red lights
like he forgot where the brake pedal is
I guess you threw your power switch to off
way back
and he knows you don't issue tickets
Why look sugar,
here he comes now
your lover boy can dive into
your sea of immunity
any time he wants
but who is it that drowns?
can only stare one way
while you wear your best
trapped rabbit smile
His headlights are beaming in
so every last pore of your soul
lights up like a billboard
nailed on your highway of desperation
and the saddest thing is
you're the only one in the whole wide world
who can't read the message
Not because you don't want to
but because you can't take
the truth between the lines
Since when did you become
a member of the deaf fraternity
and start to shun your own intuition
Since when did you abandon
your own intellect
for skin sensations
and the exchange of bodily fluids
Since when did your heart
start ruling your head
And here comes his car again
driving down your mind
he's making one more pass
always over the limit,
running red lights
like he forgot where the brake pedal is
I guess you threw your power switch to off
way back
and he knows you don't issue tickets
Why look sugar,
here he comes now
your lover boy can dive into
your sea of immunity
any time he wants
but who is it that drowns?
Published 20th Dec 2009
| Edited 18th Jul 2012
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Anonymous
20th Dec 2009 2:03pm
so true that we sometimes only see what we want to see in people A,yeah this poem coneys so much to me.
20th Dec 2009 2:12pm
I Googled "coneys" and pictures of food came up - at first I thought that you were confusing this poem with 'On the Munch'- Priya - now I realise how long your fingernails must be and am making the 'V' sound as I write!
Anonymous
20th Dec 2009 2:27pm
oops so sorry,typos, i meant 'conveys'.I do have long fingers and nails.You make me laugh again:-)
Anonymous
20th Dec 2009 3:47pm
and clever little piece of verse, Abra-ca-dabra. The imagery flows well alongside the narrative, and the whole poem comes across as cleanly conveyed and effective. Liked the term "sea of immunity." Evokes so much through so few.
20th Dec 2009 7:42pm
I've just realised how it must tax your fingers typing Abra-ca-dabra in these boxes - please Jack from this day forth call me A - and thank you for your kinds remarks.
25th Dec 2009 10:35am
a shame just how clear the message comes while your bleeding out waiting for someone to come save you?
An excellent metaphor rich piece, truly a banquet for the mind.
An excellent metaphor rich piece, truly a banquet for the mind.
29th Dec 2009 1:22pm
What lovely sentiments Judas - how kind of you to comment - please forgive my tardy reply - I was swallowed by holidays. The good news is - they spat me out again!
