Jim Hirtle Poet Free verse

Woke

day one
you woke 
everything you thought you were before you closed your eyes and inhaled the dreams of your twisted line is discovered to be a lie
a falsehood, trickery, fabrication
disappearing behind a cloak of aberration
crawling on hands stuck to scarred wrists
pilfering life from dumpsters of deception
avoiding the glares of incandescent veneer
snubbing red streaked orbs within the mirror

you woke
purity of thoughts
not meant to be shifted, changed, sliced, diced, redefined, realigned
altered by a syringe of soiled crystalline
caressing an ignorant conscious 
boasting to change God’s perfect design
 
you woke
celestial spirits scraping scales from your denying eyes
looking down to discover god created you
to look up knowing
One day, you woke
sober

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Brian Sambourne April 27, 2021 at 3:14 PM Another startling, insightful write. Original word couplings: "incandescent veneer," "dumpsters of deception," "snubbing red streaked orbs." This along with the poem's ending that smacks the reader. You are talented indeed. Best wishes, Brian

Caren Krutsinger April 6, 2021 at 9:58 PM You have stated the feelings of a person who is not quite themselves yet very well here. "everything you thought you were before you closed your eyes and inhaled the dreams of your twisted line is discovered to be a lie a falsehood, trickery, fabrication" Jim Hirtle April 12, 2021 at 4:16 PM Thank you Karen.