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Melodies XLIX; As The Skin Crawls Further Off
[after Snails' poem, "Salamanders"]
"You will, of course, insist upon your own choice--
to dwell in a place of silence, sheltered from all noise
(even the sloppy kisses of two playfully naked, long-haired boys):
to you, it is all cacophony,
that makes your life seem like a travesty
marred by the most incessant treachery.
Then will come toward you the crawlers, to teach you dread:
as you toss in fitful sleep, they will emerge from under your bed;
to feed upon your blood to their fill, until they almost burst;
and this is just a foretaste of the hell to which you are cursed."
Starward
Bravo
An accurate allegory of lonsomeness,
its root causes and effects tormenting.
Thanks for the dedication, Starward!!!
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
Thank you for visiting the
Thank you for visiting the poem, and commenting, and of setting a fine poetic example for all of us.
J-9th94
Oh Stop It
Oh stop, I swear you must be flattering me, man.
I really don't think I'm as great as you claim I am.
Seriously, I am okay with being an amateur poet.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
That's where the greatness is
That's where the greatness is as a paradox: the greatest are those who believe they are not.
J-9th94
Sounds Like Scripture
A humble heart receives good ghosts.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
Although I think the concept
Although I think the concept is Scriptural, the thought, as I expressed it, was more from Plato's idea about leadership. I cannot, at the moment, cite which Dialogue contains it.
J-9th94