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Oct 12, 2021
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Missing
I slipped out of it . . .
Leathered skin, extravagant scars thought to provide safety
I am here, a scant moment
Vacant the wedged memorials, souvenirs, tokens, nightmares
Ceaseless friction to present themselves
Not a coexistence, a intimate corrupt relationship
I am here, face front, sunlight and darkness both so raw and welcomed
Decades watched life from a corner in my eyeball
The familiar insert control with ease and whip with hidden pain
Dull and blunted, a shallow false life presents
I am missing
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
RJ Layfayette
4 years ago
Submitted
Submitted
Geezer
4 years ago
I am going...
waaaaaay out here and going to say that this is the instant that someone dies? The realization that one is dying and wondering what has their life been all about? My favorite line here is: "Leathered skin, extravagant scars thought to provide safety". For some reason, it brought to mind the tattoos that I've seen on tan and weathered skin. Some of us wear tattoos like talismans, to bring good luck or keep away bad Ju-Ju and that was the thought it brought. I enjoyed this, simply because it provoked such vivid images and set my mind to wandering about in search of the focal point here. BTW No need to say anything about submitted or posted, etc. It is an automatic system and once you hit save... ~ Geezer.
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Pseudoego
4 years ago
I'm not very well versed in
I'm not very well versed in free verse but this caught my attention. It feels like words are rhyming although they are clearly not. I guess it is very clever constructed with effortless flow of words. I'm intrigued.
As for interpretation, very difficult. I for some reason turned it into a poetic "Who Am I?" and thought a saw pattern describing a football