Pain and the end of pain
Posted 03-17-2009 at 03:12 AM by Brenda Archer
Today I went into a phase of physical pain
And seem to have broken through a wall of psychic pain
Ow, I am breaking my bones on the bricks of the wall as they tumble ahead of me
A single pain like a sharp glowing light
And seem to have broken through a wall of psychic pain
Ow, I am breaking my bones on the bricks of the wall as they tumble ahead of me
A single pain like a sharp glowing light
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Elastic realities.
Symbiotic remorse.
Not knowing, not answering, not wanting.
And the tube decried the fear we all know too well
The markets, the bills, the empty grocery cart
And the LCD backed up that fear
The statistics, the facts, the figures
And it came into place with that look on its face
Like it had never come to expect it.
Elastic cohesion.
Credit cards on toast with butter
We suffer in our ignorance, our stupidity, our misappropriation
And our minds decried that it isn't too late
The fallout, the violence, the filled magnums
And our brains denied that fate
The denial, the rebuttal, the bogus joy and happiness
And we looked into that face with a sense of being out of place
Like we had always come to expect it.
85 virgins coming to fix the leak in the roof
with the hole being the size of Jupiter
85 surgeons coming to fluff the pillow
and readjust the beds the size of Saturn's rings
Elastic repression
Hope in ajus sauce and a hint of dijon
Nothing ventured, nothing gained, nothing at all.
And the pressed white fabric couldn't look any cleaner.
Nothing vanquished, nothing resolved, everything.
And the wrinkled black cockroaches inherited the Earth
As if we never knew.Posted 03-17-2009 at 04:52 AM by Fmeh
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Thank you Fmeh that is wonderful
edit to add: ain't it the truth, too!Posted 03-18-2009 at 01:01 AM by Brenda Archer
