Posts Tagged ‘escape

11
Dec
12

As Composed



As composed as I will remember
myself to have been, my glass eyes
staring straight up past their light
far into the timeless reaching skies,
who will know the fury of my flight?

As composed as I will expect
my face to have been, my stiff lips
frozen on their final vow, their warm
outlasting a breathless moon's eclipse,
who will feel my vision's frenzied form?

As composed as I will cast
my will to have been, my dying touch
relaxing its hold on their white sheets
to spill ink behind me, a poem as such,
who will break the spell my word completes?       
       
       
                            [posted for Sara as of date written]
       
27
Apr
12

Not Enough


     Not enough dark to fill the night I left behind,
          not enough cold to take up the void I dropped,
               not enough pain to make it feel real again,
                    not enough heat to burn off the shame
                         of not having the strength to fight
                              to stay to know to die to see
                                   to touch that singular
                                        turning away I
                                             should have
                                                  done to
                                                       be.
     
15
Dec
10

Before I Forget


                        Dried dirt. No cash. Twenty one more
                     before
                  the turn. Black ice. Conditions why
                           I
            run dark. Thrown free. Run straight yet
                                 forget
      to look the right direction. Wet
         to my skin. Twenty more and then
            I break sharp left. Let me know when,
                                          before I forget.

06
Dec
10

Looking for the Exit


      Looking for the exit isn't hard, it's going through
      it fast enough to keep from getting vacuumed back into
      the bag they've started for tomorrow's trash. You pick up speed
      easily enough once you've crossed the threshold. What'll impede
      your progress before that edge is what the attempt'll make you do.
      
      They label it "release" as if the label makes it true
      not just for them, but equally to me, and through me you.
      Tell me, how many before us have been similarly freed
                                                looking for the exit?
      
      Thing is, do I need to make an exit, or is it enough to bid adieu
      and let them think I left so they can move on to next in queue?
      We can even get an affidavit where you'd tell them you concede
      so they think they gotten through to us as planned, while we'd
      wrap the room wall to wall reciting our dreams as though deja vu,
                                                looking for the exit.

05
Dec
10

Followthough


                        Stretching out followthrough, we spread our loss
                     across
                  more than the word most meant. Those with weight
                           state
            verdict and judgment, while a silent one defines
                                 lines
      linking fresh scars with predetermined designs.
         Not a moment's hesitation. Yes, bring
            along a friend. Let's carry the thing
                                          across state lines.


02
Dec
10

One Won’t Get Out


      One won't get out.
            A closed door
      makes for a route
      one won't get out.
      It's not about
            what's gone out for.
      One won't get out
            a closed door
      one's not gone in.
            One won't get out
      past lovers' skin.
      One's not gone in
      to come out thin.
            To dream's redoubt
      one's not gone in.
            One won't get out.

26
Nov
10

gotta run

[preface note: natuaral obsessive feel of constantly being on the run feels like it could easily carry the repetition of a villanelle, but i want this to be a very quick one, tight]

couplet will be:
sorry hun
gotta run

secondary rhyme: go

opening was originally going to take “go” until i decided on “let me go” instead of “time to go” – which made it feel better left to the close
take “no” for an answer on the opening then – giving me the following first draft for start & end

sorry hun
one more? no
gotta run

over, done
let me go
sorry hun
gotta run

candidate remaining primary rhymes: fun none begun one (by one)
for the secondary rhyme, briefly thought to slip in some soft endings, as suggested by how i could go with –

won by one
lost by both
sorry hun

(but nothing else goes that direction – after all, i’m not filling in a rhyming crossword puzzle here – aiming for something “sorry hun / gotta run” is whispering in my ear – if what i’ve got won’t go there, i’ll rip out the “go” line & work something else in)

once begun
hit plateau
sorry hun

it was fun
now? hello?
gotta run

one by one
quid pro quo
sorry hun

last words? none
think as though
gotta run

[which concludes the first draft – might tweak or tighten or shift, but that gives enough for hit & run]




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