A Worthwhile Pursuit

Thomas W Case



My mind is a
scrapbook of
tattered 
memories and
ghosts that waltz to
sullen Cohen 
songs in my heart.

Sometimes
it hurts 
badly, like a
rotten tooth.
I have a foul and 
electric
taste in my mouth.
A metallic bitterness.
There’s a febrile and 
pale stranger in the 
mirror that cowers
back at me.
Tears, like candle wax.

I used to 
try and drink the
pain away.
Chase worldly
pursuits, like a 
dog at the track
after that mechanical
rabbit.

As I get older,
I try to practice
wisdom.
I got off that
dirt road to
damnation Island.
We are in this
carnival of shit
together.
I seek a higher love
and try to ease another's
aching,
a pursuit worthwhile.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 13th, 2024 20:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: My book, Seedy Town Blues is available on Amazon.com. and my recently published limited edition e-book is available on Booksie.com. Here's a link. https://booksie.chainletter.io/i/thomaswcase888
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Comments +

Comments4

  • sorenbarrett

    Some great lines the whole second stanza is a great write of vivid images. This is a great character piece

  • orchidee

    Good write T.

  • Tom Dylan

    A fine write, Thomas, full of cracking lines. The emotion really comes through.

    • Thomas W Case

      Thanks, Tom. Much appreciated.

    • Neilton

      Such an emotional poem and such a great meaning!



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