UnreliabilityHope is a powerful thing. I daresay it's better than the real thing.Unreliability18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
After all, the most you can ever expect from perfection is a fleeting moment.
And that's what you chase. You escapist.
Unrivaled in your enthusiasm, once you catch the scent you're unstoppable in your hunt.
But what happens when the cracks appear and reality seeps in?
You lose that ecstatic drive and boredom overtakes you when you realize the dream was just simply that, a dream.
You move onto the next hunt, the next fleeting high, ad infinitum.
Who needs responsibilities when you can skirt them and live day to day?
Who cares if you won't have anything to show for yourself other than a thousand fleeting lost experiences?
Live in the moment.
Say things you don't mean.
Make promises you won't keep.
You were an inspiration. A fantastic sensation.
I'm glad I got to know you.
A month in someone elses shoes is invaluable.
Alas time is the great equaliser.
And my logic told me it was too good t
coal licker below 15 handsner glimpsed a gait that looked so downcoal licker below 15 hands23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
eyeless in a wheel of sound
blah blub blah blub blah blub blound
burial place above the ground
-aw lookit the wee horse, mommy
Performance of a LifetimeI was half asleep under the stagePerformance of a Lifetime10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and heard rehearsal going as usual
characters speaking out of turn
snatching scribbled notes
and switching beginnings with the ends
while musicians ignored the rattling bones
of needy interpretive dancers
stomping up and down
getting used to borrowed heels
on a hollow surface
I was fully removed against a wall
and saw the funeral going well
family animating edited tales
the constant cueing of the church's pianist
next to the hand-made casket
which was sitting on a funny angle
threatening to become part of the audience
making the front row goers uncomfortable
I was unconscious on an emergency table
and understood things were perfect
cued characters on funny angles, snatching up and down
animating my bones, ignoring the scribbled surface
while interpretive music turned the hollow stage
into a borrowed church with a threatening front
and then came
of an uncomfortable, needy end