Does Anyone Think How I Think?

Simple Tendencies

Does anyone think how I think?

The words that scramble in my skull

like the static from the television

of my grandmother's living room.

 

The voices that clamor for attention

as they bash their brains

into the walls of my own

and shatter themselves into kaleidoscopes

that riot colors behind my eyes.

 

The fears that quell hope

like a candle doused

by the waters of Hurricane Isaac

circa 2004, while I flee

from the bus stop,

raincoat shining like a gold coin

at the bottom of a fountain.

 

Do they hear the songs 

that flow and morph

and dance to their own tempos,

like cascading light waves

crashing into themselves 

in a discordant stream of consciousness

that I struggle to control?

 

Do they taste the sweat beading on my lip, 

as I hold cue cards in front of an audience

that wants only for me

to plummet off the stage

and mesh bloodily into the orchestral pit,

and whisper my last line to the trumpet

collecting dust

from my sixth grade year?

 

I ask these questions, not as a rumination,

nor a ruination,

nor any kind of rationale

that ponders the intricate clockwork 

of the working mind.

 

I ask only that I might know if I am

as alone as I feel

and that the touch

of sin

might one day become the caress of God.

And that, in the end, He cares, too. 

  • Author: JCE (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2021 18:29
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 30
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  • Caring dove

    Engaging read ... some very strong lines here ... I especially like these lines

    ‘raincoat shining like a gold coin

    at the bottom of a fountain.’



    Do they hear the songs

    that flow and morph

    and dance to their own tempos,

    like cascading light waves

    A strong piece of writing ) very expressive



    • Simple Tendencies

      It's always rewarding to hear fellow writers engage with lines from a piece. Thank you for your feedback, I feel grateful for the compliment.

    • rebmasters

      A stunning image:

      'while I flee
      from the bus stop,
      raincoat shining like a gold coin
      at the bottom of a fountain.'

      Absolutely beautiful ❤️

      • Simple Tendencies

        Thank you! The scene is from my childhood and it felt a little awkward to include, so I'm thankful a writer appreciates it.

      • L. B. Mek

        'I ask these questions, not as a rumination,
        nor a ruination,
        nor any kind of rationale
        that ponders the intricate clockwork
        of the working mind.'
        that 'Clockwork Orange', of a chaotic creativity, that we've all dipped,
        our now seared, fingertips - in
        from Time to Time...
        poetry as a form of self healing's: self-expression, is a wonderful tool
        but like all tools, it takes time to wield-it, just right
        keep writing, keep striving, keep sharing
        keep healing!

        • Simple Tendencies

          Mek, I'm so appreciative of the support you've given all of my stories. It's a wonderful thing to have a poet as talented as yourself offering applause to pieces as reflective as what I've posted so far. You make this forum feel all the more welcoming because of it.



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