Tuesday, February 28, 2012
OpenLinkNight: Off the Wall
'I was here',
don't we all want,
someone to remember---us
'we are trapped in the belly of the machine
and the machine is bleeding'---
'you are loved---smiles'
'still love you
'remember that man
in the dressing room
your wife for a bit longer'
everyone is a poet~philosopher~king, chalk
in the whirls as we leave our prints,
at least those willing to pick it up,
to put it down, to let thoughts crawl
from the recesses---recess was fun
once in school, an escape from the desk
it's saturday, sun high and hordes of people
walking by, one man stands, an island, a rock
the flow breaks upon, just watching,
"but i don't understand
what does it mean? what does any of it mean? "
all words blur from where one thought
ends, another begins, and i read the other day that
our attention span is four seconds online, click
its gone if i don't get the hook, and he is about
to walk when, i put my arm around him
put a gun to this poem
make it sweat
but it won't tell you
what it means
take it home though,
make love and leave it wet
between you thighs
and when you wake up,
you still may have no idea
but i bet
you can't stop smiling."
his wife blushes, he snorts
and off---they go, art lives on in the hands
of those willing to pick it up,
to put it down, that let it crawl, CrawL
into and out of the recesses---
Recess was fun once...
OpenLinkNight @ dVerse Poets - our weekly gathering of artistic word slingers, penning poetic zingers, and sharing them on napkins or otherwise...ok so on our webpages, but you really should join us. My good friend Hedgewitch is wo-manning the bar. Gates open at 3 pm EST.
The above picture is from a living piece of art from Charlottesville, VA. A wall where anyone can add anything they want with sidewalk chalk.