E, clip, see

Eclipse

I told myself I would write

but there’s nothing to say

the whore at my core

says to go fuck something

but I don’t have what it takes

to go to war today

the sun goes dark

in the park

I watch and wait

for the Hand of God

to crush all of this disease

into a neutron star

I don’t think he will

but I must be patient

’cause I do not think he’s far

ponder push plush plundering

pulverizing prideful personal passions

preponderant, perforation pleasures

pause, pun, passive in passing

puking porous published politics

please, prequel perplexing Pacmans

percolate posh postulating pyrotechnics

pixies payoff pricks piling puling prominence

Pussies

I think I need some E or X

clip, clip, clip

news stories or .45 questions

See? Seas are busy this time of year

I wonder what the dolphins think

when the moon occults the sun

does the ocean get heavier when

our light is taken away?

I am soaked quiet absence

and it feels like a ton to me

eclipsed by all of the others

I stand in the umbral shadow

hoping the mothership

takes me to Orion’s Belt

to melt in a supernova

I long to travel the universe

A hitchhiker without guide

as I said I would write

and I still have nothing to say

E, clip, See?

I hope the ecstasy of lowliness

will

come

eclipse

me

image courtesy of Richard Leon and Pinterest

18 thoughts on “E, clip, see

    1. thank you very much Devika!! This is one of my personal favorites. It’s funny that the ones I tend to like the most are the least popular. This means a lot coming from you!!

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  1. In a horrible soul scratching fashion this is terribly wonderful to read. I feel like the last little bit kind of stuck to my skin, makes it feel greasy…like reading the commentary of a live action suicide if that makes any sense. Even when it’s just a spew to get it out you still have a way with words man, sick stuff.

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