Sunday, May 8, 2022

at sea

i talk pages and pages 
about me

non sequiturs as far as the eye can see

babbling and babbling like the waves
in the sea

and you just look at me

what a specimen i must be to you
what an odd bird i must sound like to you

broken songs that either float on transient planes
or mimicked tones that echo 1970's strains

how many times can you hear "the love boat"
over and over again

before you jump ship?

a thin wisp of intelligence
in a titanic piece 
of inconsistency

at sea against the rest of the world

(wave)






 

3 comments:

  1. Wonderful ending with the titanic reference / double meaning of "rest" / and likewise "(wave)" . . . .

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    1. sometimes i think if i think too much about the meanings, that the way i have with words will disappear. glad you see some good in my odes. thanks!

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  2. That's your talent - I don't have the gift, tho occasionally an inspired phrasing arrives. A few times from dreams - likely my mind may be too analytical. Hope you are well in these disturbing days.

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