so red the nose
of absinthe and champaigne
each day the setting sun
with thimbles coarse as mustard
for an afternoon delight
picking through the embers of flamingo gut and wine
twinned with high sierra with a pocket book and pen.
stacatto brown paints holocaust
a rocket to the moon
with a million sparrows spinning two abreast.
each thimble lies and gives up all it's ghosts.
part miracle not art
nor orifice of the hollow tree to climb.
who whispers so we moan of treasures
brighter than the sex?
warmer than the crudest oil
it coils it's feathers kissing only bread.
dead below the knees
but above the throat,
above the wagging tongue of clotted cream
beetween the eyes
between the oyster's web
of such a brilliant disguise
falls a truth we aim to slay
and burn upon a cross
that slays one last and final cold farewell.
- Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 21st, 2024 13:12
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, Teddy.15
Comments4
I am honored to be the first to reply to this, unless one beats me as I am typing! This is a mind-blowingly 🤯 great poem! The stream-of-consciousness style really made me feel as if I was drifting off into an absinthe-doused dream of these profound thoughts.This is one of my more fave poems ever, let alone a fave on here. Existential as hell! I find a home in this! Great write. I could feel every single word! 🖤❤️🖤
that is a comment that makes me want to write Tristan...
and I am honoured just reading your most kind words.
and every word very much appreciated.
thank you.
You are most welcome. Again, a brilliant write!
Well Melvin more conundrums to unravel. Nicely written and composed.
thank you so much Soren.
this one came so fast I havent figured it all out myself yet.
but the night is young.
thanks again my friend.
I felt every last word and it left me somewhat drunk fabulous dearest Melvin. 🌹
Superb work.
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