A second chance

if they were to

strap me down

upon the concrete bed

aside the

polished steel 

of the

Dairy Queen

machine

modified just for me

with the carnival calliope

and that special

polyethylene

hose

the "new car smell"

threaded

with such care

from

the

spigot

to

my

gullet

would i bear it well?

 

would i fight back

when they threw the switch

and the warm

slop 

began

to 

flow?

 

i’ve heard

it said

they sometimes

fill these machines with

medical 

waste

but

this tastes 

different

today

 

oh sure

i might struggle

even as 

my abdomen

distends

my fibres 

unravel

the tar 

seeps out from me

and

wets

my

spine

 

i might 

risk

everything

anything

for

a second 

chance

 

i might

but then 

again

Reviews

[Nobody.]

:) this is beautiful.
the honest pondering of hyperbolic images that cast a skewed reflection of the damage we strange little creatures so often inflict upon ourselves.

it's mildly insulting in the most delightful way. questioning the durability of the self under fire, questioning the daily activities of a race of creatures who want to think less and consume more all the time, questioning one's own will to continue existisng, alongside the will of an entire species, questioning if/if not the term "victim" applies when the one being poisoned is lapping the toxic agents like a cat at warm milk.......questioning is good

although I'm alost positive that the real answers to these questions would frighten us all to the point of shaking.

good poem.

cheers!
RG

[...]

Knowing what I know now, would I risk a second chance? Probably, but then again, maybe not :) Loved this, Frank!

[justjenn_2u]

Full of wit, I must say. I like the short stanzas, the egotistical descriptive words. This is a poem that had some clarity with an astounding closing line.

[Nusquam Esse]

Slow clap sir, slow clap. This is a great piece, and I love the end. The irony there, and the self-revelation which is never acted on, mmm... its something I strive to put in my own writing. So of course seeing it here, in a poem of all things, delights me. Bravo sir!

[J]

i wonder if it would feel like this – stripped bare of any defenses -- a state of utter vulnerability -- to try for a second chance … for that “new car smell.” as always, you have a mind for amazing metaphors that would certainly make me pause – what are the odds …

[minisla]

Why indeed. Really strong piece

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Brilliant imagery, excellent read and write.

[Sourav]

Beautiful write... very thought provoking.

[Jasmine]

certainly feeling the animal/ human rights theme of your recent poetry.

This had be gripped from the very, very beginning, which is not something that happens here a lot on WC. You keep your writing direct and to the point, there are no fussy frills, just pure, poetic reality (whatever that is... I might coin the phrase ;) and bold emotion. I have no advice to improve this. Well done.

[Abd-afeez]

thought provocating really, most people will cross the line to get a second chance. However it matters enough to limit the risk because it might even be the desperation that increases one's carelessness and in the end the second chance is so unachievable. I like your so much powerful imagery. Thanks for sharing this wonder.