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Holding Pattern
There's an invisible chord
holding my nose in the air
in a crowd surrounded by
Mexican jumping beans
I could be banana erectus
with no competition
knowing something you don't
as odd as God
When your mouth's full of worms
I'll be your tongue
to lick your crisis
your only good friend
with boot laces long enough
to rescue Rapunzel Earth
I can screech across horizons
loud in the politest way
that makes the traffic stop
I can change the world
to a feeding frenzy
of litter free Japanese visitors
whenever you desire
though always by prior agreement
and never on the freeway in LA
It's just a question of relinquishing
conventional notions
using automated eyes
that blessed you one night
with that lucky fragment
you found in Area 51
I can feel the quality of Tock's
dimensional advances
and I am good at hiding
near remote desert islands
My latest trick
is exploring ruins under the sea
and on the Moon
It's just to make sure
I'm still up there
after they faked my death
with such a clumsy lack
of gravity control
Published 5th Jan 2010
| Edited 28th Mar 2016
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Anonymous
5th Jan 2010 3:08pm
I'm a little baffled by this poem, but the language is so beautiful that the meaning hardly matters; besides, I think I have a pretty good of the narrative. Stellar material, more visceral than emotional, but there's nothing wrong with that. Reading it is like staring at the Mona Lisa.
5th Jan 2010 3:14pm
I am deliberately overdosing on ambiguity here as I think it adds mystery to the conspiracy - I hope I left enough clues tho. Thanks for the great comment, Jack.
Anonymous
5th Jan 2010 3:53pm
i love the passion in this,its a layered piece i guess full of so many suggestions,and some parts i dont follow,STILL it captivates and the ending is breathtaking A.
8th Jan 2010 8:35am
Well, they may have already landed Priya and could even be hiding under the waters of that river you know so well.
21st Oct 2011 6:46pm
A very captivating piece and well balanced. Not many can say that is within their reach, certainly not myself. Yes, the meaning is obscured but the feeling is right there just at the surface. Wonderfully done and I doubt that there are many better lines than "When your mouth's full of worms
I'll be your tongue to lick your crisis." I am at a loss for translation but that's part of this work's art. Listed.
I'll be your tongue to lick your crisis." I am at a loss for translation but that's part of this work's art. Listed.
