Open Poetry #31 |
ballad of thomas bizzet |
mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
i've never been so wasteful in my life and they say time is a precious thing i didn't sleep at all after i saw dead cars last night went to the car graveyard so unknowing i am scarred by rusty coffins the images haunt me from suffocating dark they were piled on top of each other the airbags were limp in the crumbled front seats ashy checkbooks hung open on the ground identities still radiating from the rubble faces i've never known screaming my name we danced upon the roofs of death the graveyard for beautiful destructive machines gas tanks and engines like scattered leaves keys still dangling from rotted ignitions a lonely handprint on the dashboard people died in these cars i said to the braver ones, clutching their sleeves but it was a game for them as they coveted ragged clothes and licenses laughing at how one thomas bizzet's casualty insurance expired last month and his volvo looked like it had thrown up on itself they said dead on impact for sure i was the only one who descended into hell each time a flashlight shattered the black to see the butchered frame of life i was the only one who shuddered when the insides of a jeep touched my skin and when they found the child seat which was no longer inside the car and a church calendar and a pair of men's shoes and groceries i knew a person well enough to cry for random loss and face the punishment for wandering thoughts these afflictions seem so ridiculous but thomas bizzet will testify these ghosts that live inside me now no one will ever understand a piece of me died in those cars last night and i can tell you what needles my flesh and that nothing i fear is real but each whole car i see has a price to pay now for being so reckless ask the ruptured headrests cargo has never been so precious and we have never been so wasteful joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless... |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
cargo has never been so precious
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
O MY GOD.....I LOVE IT! THIS BLEW ME AWAY. i'm keeping this. Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. |
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
sigh joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless... |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
it is amazing - Paul |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Came across this again and I just haD to have another read. The imagery is exceptional and your phrasing is too.... that's my op Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
mytuesdaywishes Very sensitive and touching poem. |
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