does anyone care?
I know you're out there
I can hear you ... typing, rat-a-tat-tat
I echo it, but place with intent
each finger-step just SO
each notion a necklace of keystrokes
individually-knotted
pearlescent beauties, round ...
I squeeze my mind of chaos, tamped and blessed
thoughts gossamer, these tapestries I've pressed
'twixt leaves of crimped reprieves if dispossessed
I scream without a face
my voice of subtle silence howling windward
I scratch messages on cell walls
my red breath burnt with the truth of negligence
exquisite sculptures ...
the words dripping like stigmata
Madonna's bloody tears, each precious ...
I place these golden dreams in phrased bequests
bright dazzled shining gems of hearts expressed
adorned with tender odes to thrum their breasts
how do such ears not hear?
how can such breath-embezzling eyes not
capture?!?
should your own gray matter dance a-tongue
its metallic tang of truth would be lost
I would BEG you hate me ... with every fibre
but that is not love's opposite
THAT demon is the monster called 'Indifference' ...
I knot the rope wrapped 'round my throat, aware
that you and yours are pleased to kick the chair
is there naught ONE poetic soul ... should care??
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, March 19, 2020
( photographic art created copyright-free by the poet with processing software at Gala AI )
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