Thursday, December 1, 2016

Timothy Edmond # 27



It said it may have
something to do with birds
just before night fall
congregating to chatter

or the moment you
just don’t step into
the roadway when a
bus comes whizzing by

the absence of
anything to say
to an idiot

the depression
you feel
when everyone
around you
are happy

the feeling of
not caring
when everyone
is telling you
this is very important

when you are told
infinity is not a number

the surprise banality
of nudity

sunburn up your nose

the waiter who
takes the time
to correct your
pronunciation

stuck on the loo
without toilet paper

eating a very hot pie outside
a petrol station very drunk
at 1.30 in the morning

the sound of a raven
trying to break a stone
that it thinks is an egg
on a tin roof

the itch between
your front and back

the inability to see
the world except through
the eyes of your friends
seeing you see it

the word for a person that
pulls down beautiful houses
and builds ugly ones in their place

the word for going to a
shop you only went
to last week
and finding it has
been shut for
years

the masking of sentimental
language with umbrellas

the loneliness and sheer
tedium of having to
for the most part exist
in the slither world
and poverty of
shared experience

the word for everything else

an ex policeman’s
absence of chin

the tacit acceptance
that you may
die as a
consequence of
your governments
actions and or policies

the realization that you are
better than everyone else

5 comments:

  1. The surprise banality of nudity. Brazen piece nice.

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  2. Loved the energy and mood of this piece - and many of the sentiments too. Great stuff!

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  3. the tacit acceptance
    that you may
    die as a
    consequence of
    your governments
    actions and or policies
    ......... the banality poem lands this blow - crept up slowly - but what a blow to land

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