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LeeJ
Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296


0 posted 2005-11-03 07:52 AM


oh, lonely man
you
high paid juggler
jokes now,
laying at your feet
tell me,
what guide books
see ahead?
will there be
asbestos models…
playing tricks or treat?

or anti-acids
for slow dancing hypothesis
filling your
collection box?
oh lonely man
in leaky boat
with
black-footed
philosophy,
a pourin
from your mouth

standing there
in skeleton suit
glowing in the dark
oh lonely man
lonely man
i don’t hear
much applause
pounding
your royal palace
oh lonely man
what happened
to your enthusiasum
has one afternoon
caught an infectious pandemic?
when bio-chemistry
turned all
your lights off?

oh lonely man
how good is
your memory retrieval?
what kind of people
were your personal issues?
déjà vu drops
down on your bed?
the one
with nervous
trigger fingers
holding a gun to your head

armed cold &
violently shaking
your steps
oh lonely man,
their
the ones
you claimed
were great heights
nauseating promises
you said
were future headlines
as your desires
bumped in the night

oh lonely man
your searchlight
lays
droned
in
the
street

your air raid siren
takes first watch
you’ve made a mess
like the media
blood shot eyes,
now old and dead
holes in your socks

oh lonely man,
on short term summer docks
trickling out decay,
all eyes are upon you
& your talkativeness,
cannot explain
the losses
your victims felt

and lonely man, what about
all those lovely homes
you burnt to the ground

oh lonely man
what is
potentially divine
for all our sakes?
god dabs
at your swollen eyes
with volunteer work
and still...
your no closer to tears,
then
you
were
before
walking in
white rubble
stretching out
for miles

i think
about
your
fake
letters
and i shudder
still
looking
down
at all those
stale yellow lights
when you laughed
like
i
was
the
clown

you refused to leave
your ideas were
a leaking gas main
about to explode
with sub committies
for roe vs wade
history
is going
to
wonder
what kind of person
you are
treating adoration
with a
vengence
discharged

oh lonely man
I’m straining to hear
your skull like mask
up close
complacent face
extended with
harmful claws
hands bleeding
coughing up sickening dust

oh lonely man
lonely man
in shadowed
recessed rubble
smelling the gas leak
while digging
through all
that evil

unaware
of
injuries
all those lives
you asphyxiated
with touch
you jarred
plaster loose
while wearing
your look
that seduced
& your methyl
tapping shoes
with inflated
ego

oh lonely man
lonely man
yesterdays’
were your dream
artificially
induced names
all dead
and laying
at your feet

it’s so late now
while you clutch your
brown paper bag file
shuttering
from
those kickback flares
drowning
in varicolored argyle

running
running
the lonely man
cut by rusty
tin shears of life
you can’t find
your way back home
you sit & quake
spitting up ghostwrites
your line of credit
slumps over your desk
all alone...
going
bump
in
the
night
oh lonely man

*************************************************

inspired by a documentary
bout men/women who use people
for selfless desires and success
instead of seeking help.  
These people actually think
they are not doing anything wrong.  
They can
only express themselves by making love...
to them,
it's their power,
when, in fact they are really
very insecure,
and feel they have nothing else going for them...
and everyone of them, thinks they
are the best lovers in the world...
they only feel good
about themselves
when they are in a
new relationship
sad, very sad,
the lives they've destroyed

[This message has been edited by LeeJ (11-03-2005 11:00 AM).]

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ecrivan
Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923
my own state
1 posted 2005-11-03 08:14 AM


I think some have their art down as a craft..love making is a sport, a numbers game. They do need help


Earth Angel
Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215
Realms of Light
2 posted 2005-11-03 08:28 AM


They may get their jollies and an inflated sense of power, but indeed, 'tis a lonley life one lives when one is a taker and not a giver.

Lonliness and emptiness permeated this write. For a giver such as yourself, you were able to describe such an existence, exceptionally well.

May you get your just desserts in life!


Linda

Huan Yi
Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688
Waukegan
3 posted 2005-11-03 08:43 AM



I really would have left out
the explanation.  It could have
been read as being about a tyrant
over a nation or a single woman
and, as is, very good


John

Enchantress
Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113
Canada eh.
4 posted 2005-11-03 09:01 AM


Excellent excellent read this morn Lee.
Love it when you jump-start my mind into working!
I'll grab my tea and savour this one more time.
Hugs lady~Nancy

Now - while the leaves still dance on the wind
While the moon and the clouds come spinning
Will you whisper my name again?
Again...and again...

ice
Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404
Pennsylvania
5 posted 2005-11-05 08:07 AM


I have known a few men that acted out their lives this way, and also a couple of woman.

Some are actually admired by those less successful in certain parts of life..I have noticed that some stand out as great conquers, especially in political circles...but most are cowards in their personal life...some ending up like Richard Cory, who for some odd reason kept popping into my head as I read this?

"And he was rich—yes, richer than a king,  
  And admirably schooled in every grace:    
In fine, we thought that he was everything  
  To make us wish that we were in his place.  
  
So on we worked, and waited for the light,  
  And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;  
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,    
  Went home and put a bullet through his head."  
  
(E.A.Robinson-from "Richard Cory")

It is odd where your poetry takes me, LeeJ, but I always enjoy the trip.....

------------ice
    ><>

SmartChick
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081
On A Journey To The Unknown
6 posted 2005-11-05 08:26 AM


LeeJ, you wrote this so well. People such as these are indeed lonely people, and full of so much anger.
serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738

7 posted 2005-11-05 01:00 PM


In a way, I agree with John regarding the explanation, but I prolly woulda asked anyway--I thought you were talking about our president!

But nodding, those people are...vampires.

Nothing will do but the next "fix"...

I enjoyed this much Lee. Although I generally admire all of your work, I find this piece more focused.

Applauding you yet again...

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa
8 posted 2005-11-05 02:14 PM


Lee J, I think you could write on anything and anyone and get right to the core as you've done here.  You are so very perceptive.  Well done on this exposé!  Excellent writing as usual but how sad to think that there are so many people like this around.  
Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049
California
9 posted 2005-11-05 04:46 PM


LeeJ

I thought the same as Serenity.  So very well done, as your poetry always is...and I always learn something because what you have to say is smart and profound.  Thank you.  

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