Splinters and Beams

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I am a happy, teetotal, sobre man. Sweeping my owns street, viewing my beam.

Splinters and Beams Stream of consciousness gleams under stark cover Agents of psychotropic delusion blur and distort White dust perforating a septum’s divide Snuffed cuffed to addiction and stuffed ‘You are your downfall as you trip on your ride’ Little pinpricks endorsing a festering skin Blisters of sinister conscience molested ‘Told you so that heroin sucks into abuse’ Meth crystals inhaled from a broken light bulb Reignited beaming gleaming from splinters ‘Serves you right you are the scum of the earth’ Magic fungus mushrooming the doomed mind From a domed cap on a stalk deluding insight ‘You deserve no better procured your decline’ Mary Jane weeding abysmal sativa salivating with pleasure bleeding a buzz stoned for the thrill ‘All that hippie stuff why don’t you get real’ Flawed dust - broken needle - splintered neon - Mouldy ingestion – disjointed joint - slushed drink I never chased the dragon but fell of the wagon Quite often imbibed left my shame bashed trashed Befuddled and resolved against judgement when I now Tend to sweep my side of the street sober and clean Your splinter is your chip your own fragmentation My beam is my joist my scaffold and my crossbar to level 15th April 2018

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Joe Dimino

Date: 4/15/2018 11:18:00 AM

Sad how people give away their power, the ability to destroy themselves or make of themselves gods, able to will new universes out of seeming nothingness. This is a very pointed, no holds-bared write of yours. I see in it great love, and not bitterness nor condemnation--and while a lot of formal education displayed, this is more from the heart of direct, in the trenches, experience. Great write! Great read! Thank you.

Kai Michael Neumann
Date: 4/16/2018 2:49:00 AM

Thank you Joe. I especially appreciate that you do not see bitterness, but love. Many wishes, Kai

Line Gauthier

Date: 4/15/2018 11:10:00 AM

A poem that does not leave one unmoved, Kai. Well done.

Kai Michael Neumann
Date: 4/16/2018 2:49:00 AM

Thank you. Please be moved. Many wishes Kai

Tom Cunningham

Date: 4/15/2018 10:19:00 AM

So sad how many fall into to that downward spiral Kai, never to surface again.

Kai Michael Neumann
Date: 4/16/2018 2:55:00 AM

Thank you Tom. Only we can live our own life. But we have to be fortunate (and grateful) to do so. Many wishes to you, Kai

Arturo Michael

Date: 4/15/2018 6:50:00 AM

I still can't imagine the way these drugs consume its prey... powerful demons indeed...All the best Kai

Kai Michael Neumann
Date: 4/15/2018 8:40:00 AM

Thank you Arturo. I never took any illicit drugs myself...but legal psychotropics like alcohol are no better....

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 4/15/2018 6:19:00 AM

A great write. The dangers are many. I always think of my son-in-law’s friend who died from heroin. Too too sad! Left behind a wife and child (same age as my grandson) long before he died.

Kai Michael Neumann
Date: 4/15/2018 8:42:00 AM

It is such a waste. But, as I wish to express with my poem, you can only lead a horse to water and I have turned my wine into water. Ten years no drink.