Circuit Burn

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2011

Lift me up
knock me down

Polish this ugly stone
and tell me it's unique

 

Flip the hair behind your ear
and beat that other drum

..while I'm forcefully exposed
to unrelenting animal magnetism

to unyielding electricity without an outlet

 

Those hands radiate total shock to the jolted

deadly to the touch

 

As a dim soul floating in the wind

within I wind the clock back again

 

and while what was wilts away

time ticks a willful current in me

direct as is absolute

a circuit burned that I cannot mend

surges wayward

with no ohms or home in sight 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

new conclusion 9/25/13

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allets's picture

Time Images

"...I set the clock to wind back again..." aaaah, I love a unique time image. The long lines in the middle may be signature, but I found it annoying because the mind organizes and poets disorganize always...the poem is otherwise delectible perfection, yum...allets


 

 

deepblue's picture

nah they aren't necessarily

nah they aren't necessarily signature (I don't think I have anything signature on that note, now that I think of it hah) I kept those lines together because they are in the same realm of thought, they compliment one another...I could easily break them apart and make the work look more aesthetically pleasing but I wanted the message of those lines to remain united

the wonderful thing about poetry is that it's eternally workable, nothing is ever set in concrete..so who knows maybe i'll think of it differently at another point in my life and change it, who knows? life is random, that's why it's always exciting! thank you as always for your kind words allets :)

deepblue's picture

thank you both very much :)

thank you both very much :)

SSmoothie's picture

Brilliant! Just like the

Brilliant! Just like the first time I read it but as I remember electric is missing a y? Thanks for posting ;) cheers SS


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Beavis's picture

Great poem!

Great title! Great writing! Loved it!