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WarmUp
I confessed to all my grieving,
ten years I've been trying to cut you down
vines of you keep winding and reeling
up the nostrils,
a suffocating cloud.
I wonder if you know how parasitic
your existence is upon the bones of me,
living in a present tense,
regurgitating us, over and again.
I wonder if you sleep on pillows,
stuffed with thorns of looks I gave and things I said,
I wonder if you chest starts beating when you contemplate my end inside your head.
I wonder if we'll regret those choices, choices made to keep us calm and keep us safe,
when I picture us together
I only see us spine side up within a lake
and as I stand here in my almost freedom,
with tendrils of you coming out my ears,
I have to say it is no better standing here
making ungrateful humans scrambled eggs.
ten years I've been trying to cut you down
vines of you keep winding and reeling
up the nostrils,
a suffocating cloud.
I wonder if you know how parasitic
your existence is upon the bones of me,
living in a present tense,
regurgitating us, over and again.
I wonder if you sleep on pillows,
stuffed with thorns of looks I gave and things I said,
I wonder if you chest starts beating when you contemplate my end inside your head.
I wonder if we'll regret those choices, choices made to keep us calm and keep us safe,
when I picture us together
I only see us spine side up within a lake
and as I stand here in my almost freedom,
with tendrils of you coming out my ears,
I have to say it is no better standing here
making ungrateful humans scrambled eggs.
Published 1st Apr 2020
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Wonderful piece, it has that air of simplicity yet its multi layered.
I saw it yesterday before Napo started, if it literally means warming up-to it, then you're already there dear talented lady, if its figurative then again your talent is leapyears ahead like usual.
I saw it yesterday before Napo started, if it literally means warming up-to it, then you're already there dear talented lady, if its figurative then again your talent is leapyears ahead like usual.
22nd Jun 2020 10:11pm
Let me translate... Scrambled eggs is the terms for tampering with DNA tests. I read all about it in a book :)
22nd Jun 2020 10:14pm
16th Jul 2020 2:35pm
Ten years is a long time to try and get someone out of your system. But I get it. For me, the worst part is when you’ve gone weeks and months and then one little shred of a memory floats through your brain and you have to start all over.
This is well written and angry and I won’t say I love it. Because who loves stuff like this? But I get it. And that little frustrated mom remark at the end is just perfect.
This is well written and angry and I won’t say I love it. Because who loves stuff like this? But I get it. And that little frustrated mom remark at the end is just perfect.
16th Jul 2020 4:37pm
It's more aimed at my own mother, which may help with the full cycle feeling I hoped would pour over it all. X
16th Jul 2020 4:43pm
Ahhhhh! That frustrated mom barb at the end packs even more of a punch now!
Well, you crafted something that let the reader superimpose their own thoughts/feelings onto the words. So I went with ex-lover because that’s what I know. I enjoy poetry like that. Well done!
Well, you crafted something that let the reader superimpose their own thoughts/feelings onto the words. So I went with ex-lover because that’s what I know. I enjoy poetry like that. Well done!
Beautiful poem. Frighteningly relateable, (even if it was abt yr Mom).
I have a trauma from 17yrs ago living with the most intelligent person I ever met, after 4+ years of the sweetest love of My life. "Decompensated over the death of an associate. Have not heard from her since.
My daughter & her had become real pals
My dear daughter died 2+ years ago.
Just recently, my e-wife told me that Eliz had been keeping touch with (daughter), not frequently, but nonetheless.
In all the years since Eliz disappeared on me, I would jokingly ask Leah what she had heard from Eliz lately.
She'd reply, "Oh, dad. Cmon. You've worn out that joke already". Eliz was good at swearing people to secrecy.
Now, my little girl is dead.
I don't know why i'm telling you this. We haven't even been "properly introduced". Ha!
I'm a "spiller". Always spilling my "secrets" on other folks. o'well.........shameless, i guess.
I have a trauma from 17yrs ago living with the most intelligent person I ever met, after 4+ years of the sweetest love of My life. "Decompensated over the death of an associate. Have not heard from her since.
My daughter & her had become real pals
My dear daughter died 2+ years ago.
Just recently, my e-wife told me that Eliz had been keeping touch with (daughter), not frequently, but nonetheless.
In all the years since Eliz disappeared on me, I would jokingly ask Leah what she had heard from Eliz lately.
She'd reply, "Oh, dad. Cmon. You've worn out that joke already". Eliz was good at swearing people to secrecy.
Now, my little girl is dead.
I don't know why i'm telling you this. We haven't even been "properly introduced". Ha!
I'm a "spiller". Always spilling my "secrets" on other folks. o'well.........shameless, i guess.
24th Jan 2021 6:05pm
without saying too much this really touched me on a level, it's always the wondering that grasps is in simple moments that we wouldn't think of or how we just grow ourselves as individuals, how we view things or even relate to things like others we know
thank you for this insightful piece
-ethan
thank you for this insightful piece
-ethan
