1.) You’re so vain. You probably think this post is about you…don’t you?
All About You
You live in a world not of this reality.
The smiles, the whispers never make it to your realm.
A raccoon gazing at himself in the river,
always preening & adjusting to look just so.
Using your beauty to attract the gold.
You shimmy, you sway.
Vanity is your calling card.
Shame is the rug you tread on.
Regrets are rungs upon a ladder,
brown dwarfs accumulating into dark matter.
What you see in the reflection is an illusion,
for the mirror is damaged from rage.
A freshly made puddle would be a truer expression,
if truth is what you intend.
Look deep, only you can bring this to an end.
Wow, great poem! I feel lucky I don't know anyone who's that far gone.
ReplyDeleteAnd the brown dwarfs? Reminds me of excrement - are they sh**ting on everyone else?
Holy cow, lady! That's amazing! Seriously good writing there. :)
ReplyDeleteVery intense. I love the imagery here, so powerful.
ReplyDeleteMy thought as I read this: is this a quotation? Did you write this? Phenomenal! Thanks for sharing it. I look forward to more.
ReplyDeletewicked cool poem...what you see is an illusion becuase you broke the mirror...hmm...very nicely written...
ReplyDeleteMan... you are DEEP!!! so cool!
ReplyDeleteand yes, burning "whore' into my ex friends lawn did cross my mind... but I don't look good in stripes... horizontal ones anyway...
Excellent poem. Reminds me of one of my own:
ReplyDeleteReflections off the looking glass are only clouded images of things not seen.
Thanks for sharing,
Hi! I came over from Mama Kat's. I love this blog. Your words are thoughtful and intense. I like that! I'll be back when I have more time to linger.
ReplyDeleteREally intense - very cool.
ReplyDeleteKate x
Wow! Very beautiful and poetic! Stopping by from Mama Kat's
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely awesome!
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