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The bell jar speaks: chapter 1 #2
Blink and these prison bars melt
as buttered flesh in the oven.
endless skyscrapers with windows
waitresses and help wanted ads
sucking the life from our eye sockets,
headcheese for the brave at heart.
taking claw hammers to the night sky,
stars were rusty bent nail heads
pouring kerosene on my best black suits and your fur wardrobe,
we watched it all burn
as Tartini's Violin Sonata in G minor
trilled in the background.
as buttered flesh in the oven.
endless skyscrapers with windows
waitresses and help wanted ads
sucking the life from our eye sockets,
headcheese for the brave at heart.
taking claw hammers to the night sky,
stars were rusty bent nail heads
pouring kerosene on my best black suits and your fur wardrobe,
we watched it all burn
as Tartini's Violin Sonata in G minor
trilled in the background.
Published 10th Oct 2018
Author's Note
#1 -
https://zaroffpoetry.wordpress.com/2017/07/20/cold-cold-cadaver/
https://zaroffpoetry.wordpress.com/2017/07/20/cold-cold-cadaver/
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Anonymous
10th Oct 2018 6:05pm
This is bloody intelligent poetry. Oof.
It reminded me of Rilke’s “Panther”. If you’ve not read this, it’s a painful ache of depression from behind bars. I think the bell jar reference as well as the oven has a whole Plath desperation feel to it.
There’s something about that buttered flesh line that gets me on every read. Easily the best thing I’ve read this week.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
It reminded me of Rilke’s “Panther”. If you’ve not read this, it’s a painful ache of depression from behind bars. I think the bell jar reference as well as the oven has a whole Plath desperation feel to it.
There’s something about that buttered flesh line that gets me on every read. Easily the best thing I’ve read this week.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
10th Oct 2018 9:29pm
"Panther" is a killer poem. stagnant fury crumpled in a ball comes to mind. i'm totally writing an apparition poem based off it. awesome recommendation.
Anonymous
10th Oct 2018 10:59pm
It’s used in one of my favourite films, “awakenings” - https://youtu.be/a_hBuiGkm1E
Always been this fabulous metaphor of sadness for me. Glad you enjoyed it anyway.
-M
Always been this fabulous metaphor of sadness for me. Glad you enjoyed it anyway.
-M
10th Oct 2018 11:52pm
Excellent rebellion against the conformity of consumerism, Samael! It deeply aligns with the beat poets while maintaining tradition, yet is both wholly confessional and observational.
