I lie and forget and I torture.
I feel hate and I absolutely will not surrender.
I am an offender.
Yet I feel love, and I will ask for her.
Like a hand to a glove,
I will hold her and the ground beneath her,
and the stars up above.
Meet me there, be aware
The wear and tear is
Irreversible,
Unconversable,
Intraversible.
Beware.
The answer hurts.
So does everything.
There is no way out and we must suffer.
There is no way to begin again.
What happened before cannot be undone.
Relax.
It's not easy.
You will get hit from every direction.
It's why you're alive that matters.
Do not take no for an answer.
Don't say you can't do this.
Come up with a lie.
Do not steal.
Bomb the living hell out of them.
Try to sleep.
Categories:
unconversable, feelings, veterans day,
Form: Chant Royal
My own incipient awareness caught me by surprise,
I figured I knew nothing about anything, like so many of my generation
Fed on a diet of fast TV, fast food but slow thinking
Imagine my surprise when I could converse about the unconversable
I’d always been lazy, that why bother? attitude
Now I’ve moved on to “let’s chatter, let’s natter, let’s do it”
Having an opinion on something, it’s quite new to me
New to others too, who knew. Who knew?
It must have happened overnight, only I know that it didn’t
It’s been brewing now for so long, drip, drip, dripping before forming words
And listen to me, I want to be heard!
So, I don’t have much to say but you know what? I’m gonna say it
Of course for the most it’s plain old sciolism
A pretence, a farce but I know most of the incumbent ears are deaf to me
A yen for others to sit up and take notice of something not worth noticing
I think I’m going to talk myself out of it again
Be quiet, shhh, no-one wants to hear me, an ineffectual nebbish,
Sit and say nothing, that’s it that’s the style
Smile sweetly, opinionless, witless, lifeless
That’s the way we do it ‘round here
Categories:
unconversable, confusion, people, philosophy,
Form: Free verse