Sick!path
2008 June 4
I don’t expect directions
they’re useless anyway
as my reference
I’ll have to depend upon
my own voice
tending to my own discrete guilt
swearing back as I hope
nobody’s notice in the clouds
nobody’s thoughts in the darkness
to make it seem better
I’ll imagine a Hero
just so not to remember how much
measured haunts my own stairs
listening too long
becoming so too commonplace
dying while my own shadow is so sucked in
moaning a web of a useful-less view
pigeonholes
to cover my own liars
LOVE, LUST, SCI-FI & MONSTERS
TSTAR EP
You have a fantastically strong voice and when you reign it in around an idea like this it makes very effective poetry. The idea at the beginning is precise, true and clear and the ending is dark and difficult like a funnelweb spider. I like your poetry and your voice.
Thanks Paul.
who are your liars?
Fascinating reading……..reading it is like rewinding a tape with your finger down on the play button (I don’t know how old you are, do you know tapes and tape recorders (shit I’m only 41
oh sorry, I pressed enter by mistake. as I was saying that sound, it comes to mind reading this, being pushed back by a rhythm and wording that is unknown yet communicating strongly. Very good.
That’s really interesting. I read it again and I see, well better yet hear what you’re saying. It could be rewinding images as well. Thanks.