painting
by John Lurie ©
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my
insanity has become a dance party corrosion
I
know the bucket holes are osmosis
but
what of the tricked up fantails
along
the chrome edge
of
my polished painted soul
where
rusted steel
meets
the glass ride
Cinderella
is not the only one
with
an expiration date
I
too, have my own midnight
and
it seems it is the only
unzipped
part of each day’s birth
and
turn toward dawn
am
I better without a heart
or
an angel watching
over
any part of me
am
I better in backwater, bent
has
heaven lent itself
a
twisted insistence
has
heaven meant for me
to
gaze up at faded peeling ceilings
with
the rain coming in
I
can’t help but to want to beat
the
devil at every game I can
interested
in the hordes
of
sycophants and the Persian rugs
every
hermit wants the lighting dim
and
the décor awash in the color
of
burning wood
what
better way, I say
to
challenge my senses
what better way to
overcome
lockstep emotionless states
than by crawling in the dark
the feel of ash
and the smell of soot
everywhere, I dig into
crying
is a game too
but
one, I only play by myself
like
every masturbatory
fantasy
wavelength adjustment
I
am a genius here
I
stroke or peddle
I
base everything
on
causal chemistry
when
the wind is rife with pheromones
and
has little hooks catching
just
the right amount of skin
to
cull my humanity past bait
and
into a meal
and
whether it seems be
for
any of you or someone else
I
haven’t invented yet
it
is always the manna that I want
this
taste of redemption
the
sweet-spill-sugar-blooms
blood allows me to sharpen
my
resolve against time with
and
even if I know not to fill
completely
on pleasure
I
try with each poem
to
linger as desire might
for
more of something that is
just
outside the reach of reason
EJR
©
I too, have my own midnight
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unzipped part of each day’s birth....really great line that....the crying being self masturbratory as well....the longing though for something just out of the reach of reason is palpable though...
Yes the midnight line is just great. I also like the lock-step emotionless states. You have captured "caught". k.
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