Below is the poem entitled Interlude of Chatter which was written by poet
Graham. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Come to the edge of the planet and watch the flashing cross section of our entities
It was meant to be bigger than this
Where’s the fireworks?
The billions of lights that were promised to me?
Leaving now would be rude and staying too long seems awkward
I push my hands forward through a living organism made of water
my eyes finally tell me I’m ready to see the full picture
what was revealed scared the light out of me...
Lies repeat, lives deceased, loves diseased
remember the good ones
they were there when parallels had meaning
You’ve changed everything
I’ve never believed in you yet here you are
a living slap to my jaw as a wake up call
I’m ready to learn...
(The Angel has the floor)
Ten billion figures walk uncertain of a direction
much is known about that
We’ve seen your words
We’ve read your cross examinations
In a world made up of twins, the faces don’t seem to match
I’ve wreathed a galaxy with stars and poured wormholes into solar systems
but I can’t for the life of me save you
It’s all forsaken
and with you under my wings
I’ll allow you to shiver and watch the eons collapse...
How can any of this occur within a visual hysteria?
How can you allow these thoughts when we’ve only just begun to learn anything at all?
to bear any sort of mutual simulation
I’ve cursed a billion times and blew over statues
yet I’ve held the hand of the loved and reciprocated all that you gave me
Positively, honestly, completely
Save me for the details have blurred edges and your tongue resembles the road less taken
Save your pity for a prettier soul
I’m not who you think I am
I’ve been the one dragging you to hate
the idiotic self importance
held hands with sin and bloated ego trips
sat next to the devil while he spun his thread
I’m not who anyone thinks I am
lift your smokescreens and see my true form.