Drive

rebmasters

I’d like to put you in the car 
& drive
somewhere so far
& leave it all behind;
the aches,
worries,
the fear,
the sight
of my eyes in the cracked mirror,
the piles of junk
that’s accumulated,
that has manifested
& is somehow called life.
I’d like to leave the road
& go
where the earth ends
& meets the sea;
a crack
in time & space.
I’d like to leave reality
& ignoble humanity
deformed, ill & broken.
Heal my old bones,
then watch them erode &
diminish like
sand blown
in the brisk breeze.
I’d like it if you were with me.
You’re like my feet
at the end of the bloody stumps
of my warped legs;
I can’t walk without you
& I wouldn’t want to

  • Author: rebmasters (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 17th, 2021 02:44
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • Goldfinch60

    That place is there for us rebmasters and we will get there in time.

    Andy

    • rebmasters

      Thank you - I hope so ❤

    • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

      Such an expressive piece of writing!
      Good poem)

      The negativity we may carry from our past isn’t helpful... and it’s important to heal and move forward if we can

      • rebmasters

        Thank you - I agree & hope it's possible ❤

      • L. B. Mek

        'I’d like to leave reality
        & ignoble humanity
        deformed, ill & broken.
        Heal my old bones,
        then watch them erode &
        diminish like
        sand blown
        in the brisk breeze.
        I’d like it if you were with me.'
        simply, beautiful poetry!
        thanks for sharing dear poet

        • rebmasters

          Thank you ❤

        • dusk arising

          That eternal search for other-ness which we feel when we want to reach out with inclusiveness to one who could be everything if.....
          That's where "if" becomes a huge word.... I think your poem carries the essence of "if"

          • rebmasters

            Thank you. I think the one I love is never very far from the words I write, but I had my daughter in my mind when I wrote this. She's the one who keeps me going, which is what the last few lines are about x

            • dusk arising

              Ah, now you have clued me up, and thank you for that, your piece takes on a new hue. It's a beautiful and now, a much more meaningful and touching, very personal write.

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