Incurable

Cherry

By poetjude

Tue, 05 Aug 2008
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6 comments
 

Your pain is incurable.
Abandoned by every lover who felt
the intemperate shadow cast by eyes
that know there is no medicine.

At night you fetch juice from the refrigerator,
light hurts and a thin whine
sways you like a banyan.
Adam’s apple moves rhythmically
as you glug from the carton
half in the kitchen, half in the dream.

Like a blind man, legs drift back on instinct
to the heart of your sleep, the arteries of corridors
lead to the chamber and your
fantasies seep out like blood.

Certificate U
3 Viva Pathways
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by mykle on
your fantasies seep out like blood... and stain the withered tendrils of your once verdant dreams. But lo, the sun breaks through the gloom you thought eternal and hope emerges radiant to plant new dreams to thrive in the sunshine of your soul. Couldn't resist a happy ending, j ;o)

Submitted by Dendrite on
mykle, maybe if you weren’t such a horrid cunt kids would stop throwing stuff at your house, this poem is better than good and your cartoonish verses are tiring and not even funny are you in the eleventh grade?

Submitted by mykle on
Jude is a friend of mine, Dendrite, the joke was for her not for you. No problems with kids now - save the odd one still angry about making a fool of himself with his naive and ridiculous views on Iraq :O) I hope Jude doesn’t mind me adding this though it’s not about her poem or my ‘response’ to it. I noticed a gang of kids being chastised by a local ‘Bobby’ recently and they were looking at their feet in embarrassment. What a difference a few miles can make!

Submitted by Dendrite on
Apologies to you and poetjude if this is the case, I just liked the poem a lot and thought your response was a disappointing smarmy retort. What you call my ‘views’ on Iraq were only an objective retelling of the physical record with no opinion point of my own and genuinely glad to hear you have some police presence there.

Submitted by Gilbert on
Nicely understated poem with some great lines. Especially liked- "light hurts and a thin whine sways you like a banyan." Well-written. D.

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
'the arteries of corridors lead to the chamber and your fantasies seep out like blood.' Brilliant imagery!