attempt at… [POEM]

there is an emptiness
a space left after you
a hole filled with something else’s
just something else’s,
and there is nothing left to do
but feel the void
i escaped assurance
for the sake of paranoid
more questions than your questions
i’m somewhat skeptical
so my mind offers suggestions

i should stop thinking
or start drinking
a vice would suffice
when what’s left won’t get me right
lest i repeat a cycle
practice for the recital
i bet this excites you
that i’m not so well
and you can tell

here’s this image
this unfortunate blemish
this wickedness seeming to exist
and an audacity to remiss
suppose a heart had its own way
unabated by the brain
immune of sorts to possibility
and ignorant to change
but we’d still have been the same
i, part of the problem
you, part of the game

i would do it another way
instantly
juxtaposition in accord with healing,
eventually
somewhat disdain for the result,
specifically
the whole thing could have been,
differently

where is the redemption
does mistake qualify exemption?
maybe there was good reason
validation for an attempt
when all is well upon all is gone
i was there all along
not to leave for the sake of indelible
this thirst is almost edible
absolutely incredible
i am still here,

Where are you…

-see

©2017 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet

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