The world drops me
Like a treacle filled balloon
I no longer capitulate
We fall
Any way
Any where
Any how
She waits
At the end of the bed
Swinging her legs and singing
Until the powder wears off
The trail through my veins is inky
A single list of words
A pattern which renders me useless
Let’s stay underground she beckons
We belong there
This is not home
Home is where the heart is
And yours is on a playing card
Look Rabbit’s watch says time for tea
Hatter has a plate of stars
And a sea of peppermint moons
Can you smell the sugar and julep
It really is intoxicating
Just how you like
Just what you want
You know you will never be free
Powder ashes dirt
And me
She claps loud
With a sense of condemnation
They threw the world at me
They threw the book at me
That smell comes in the dream
Through my synapses
Like a sewage channel
Beyond boredom
Beyond ennui
we don’t want to be
we don’t want to be
Funny
Even nothing generates energy
Electricity never dies
Only converts
Like water into wine
She waits
At the end of the bed
Swinging her legs and singing
Until the powder wears off
Until I wear out
We know I never will.
Sounds like someone is an energizer bunny. I really liked this section:
ReplyDelete"Look Rabbit’s watch says time for tea
Hatter has a plate of stars
And a sea of peppermint moons
Can you smell the sugar and julep
It really is intoxicating"
I like how loony it is, but at the same time it portrays that odd feeling that we get when something seems so odd. Might also just be the nostalgia behind the words too.
A bunny with batteries running down but still trying...loony and odd definitely apply though...thank you Kenn
DeleteMaybe I should get some of that powder! A fabulous crazy romp which makes great reading. Love it.
ReplyDeleteI'd stick to beer and Rosey's mishaps! Thank you kindly Keith
DeleteI am so glad you will never wear out! I love this whole piece!
ReplyDeleteThank you kindly Dee...maybe a little break now and again though ;)
DeleteWe are all different. Who would want it any other way? None but those who are blind and stupid and love rules. We must try to be ourselves without rattling others cages! Try to be a secret squirrel and hide that stash of nuts. I wish Alice would laugh and clap less and be some help. Brilliant writing Jae with dark overtones.
ReplyDeleteThank you kindly Old Egg...we bury our treasures...maybe that's why it all goes a bit wrong...or what we think is treasure is not and we bury the wrong things...is that Alice being riddlesome! A more helpful companion would be of use..but we are stuck together like glue ;)
DeleteI love the metaphor of the heart on the playing card. We think we know where our heart is, and then we get lost again and aren't so sure. The energy to search never really leaves, though. Sometimes it just lies latent. Newton and Einstein knew their stuff.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ann - what a hopeful comment...maybe it's just latent..that's a good thought...we will keep watching for that apple to fall...thank you
DeleteI love this piece!!! Many wonderful lines!
ReplyDeleteThank you wonderfully Annell xo
DeleteThe fantasy world is perfect for this list of assorted words, and you have made it a compelling read.
ReplyDeleteThanks very much Viv - and glad you found us at the whirl!
DeleteShe can be hard to live with, can't she? What a little tease, swinging her legs and singing at the edge of the bed. I know that I'd get tired of her antics. Yes, I would.
ReplyDeleteOh I do too Magical....but beggars can't be choosers in terms of friends ;) imaginary ones at least...thank you
DeleteWell, we never be free! Always to be responsible for something....you're not alone, just the braver than most, 'never wear out' - way to go! take time to rest,dear one xo
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind comment and wishes humbird xo
DeleteScary-good writing.
ReplyDeletethank you...
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