Eternal Sadness Rewritten
It shouted to him from the rooftops and he was prepared to jump
‘Go out with a deafening bang’ for the bell had told crashing demise
Sadness and bitter oblivion pointed the way from screaming nowhere
Yet deadening cacophony arrested his mind in utter procrastination
A once melodious mind in waiting struck in a terminal station
The oncoming train roared ‘Mind the Gap’ crescendo and coda
Head splitting clatter on destiny’s track voiced harmony’s void
Morose and moribund Tim listened to his shattering epitaph
Yet he was ahead of his time as agonising apathy saved him
A once razor-sharp compassionate soul turned from incision
He was dispossessed by devilish applause and a three-pronged fork
Of garish Past mute Present and the poison of silenced Future’s voice
He did not own a gun but a scalpel would surely sound the final note
Yet ice water in his veins froze hell of clamorous festering heat
A once rapturous Self in retreat composed nothingness’ chimes
The oven blasted ‘I am your fervent friend and companion’
One strike from his lighter would ignite endmost explosion
His thumb on the spark wheel in limbo only messaged the rafter
Yet he writhed his creaking neck and switched of gas’ soothing
A once euphonious life snapped mistuned detonation and creaked
The rafters engulfed by inhibited silence noted the stand off
Wood wormed instruments wound misaligned imagination
One more loop while crescendo joined fortissimos’ claim
Yet the rope snapped and weeping guitar strings whimpered
Once upon a time Tim surged again and danced to his drums
Birds started chirping
Flowers erupted
A rainbow appeared
Violins bowed
Chanting bowls rang
Play mates gathered
The moon turned the tide
The solar eclipse had passed
The sound of earth span again
Tim would not change his depression for any sweet lullaby
It taught him everything he needs to know about life’s balance
Love Kindness Compassion set to temperate omniscient Peace
The drama nestles in rapped poems wrapped in experience
And the scythe of the hangman can croak his own blades
(Poem inspired by Dorothy Parker’s ‘Resume’)
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2019
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