Room Service

Room Service

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Room Service


there are riffs in the carpet
the shag is stained and dripping
red from a perfectly halcyon ceiling

the beat goes on
but the drum beats
become rapid percussion
and the guitar starts to sound out of tune
then a mum expression
before cowboy boots retreating

nearby planes accelerate
like the bodies falling
or scaling walls

this will never become a live album
the screaming fans within the vinyl grooves
would definitely cause the CD to skip

and skip

and skip

the maid waiting to clean the room

as heaven waits 
tapping its feet.


erin-cilberto
10/4/17

© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto



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.................Super powerful Jacob.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you Tim........
wow! poignant ... i am taken by the emotions drawn out for me ... lots of great lines and contrasts and your sense of irony and sarcasm are spot on ...i think this one should be in print ... i would say in newspapers but we don't much have them anymore do we?! .. nice work with this tragedy sir! i think it helps :(
E.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, E.
j.
"the maid waiting to clean the room

as heaven waits
tapping its feet."

I don't think Heaven was waitin' on this dude, but the piece in its entirety is stark and almost obscenely eloquent in contrast. Well done.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Carol...
j.
So vivid and clear and so haunting. Your words bring back all those eerie sounds and remind us of the barbarity of the senseless act.

the maid waiting to clean the room

as heaven waits
tapping its feet.

Heaven absorbs all those it can. The rest are cast away into unknown slots. The maid wipes away the blood. Life goes on.

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your kind words, DIVYA.
j.
Horrendous is the word that comes to mind, the poem however is excellent. I'm just not convinced, it feels like a fabrication, a cover up to me, to prevent panic and I told you so's and open bird season. I keep seeing a room with a frightened man on his knees while several men take over a room with a perfect view.
how did one man get ten rifles past security?
After the last concert , one would think security would have been as in penetrable as a Chasity belt on a Nun. Just sayin'

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

wow, Corset, that is a thought, for sure...what a scary thought
j.
the visuals are real Jacob - you have painted it so well.
It's funny, and it sounds rather terrible of me, but this incident, my reaction was somewhat blaźe. Why? because I have seen it all before perhaps?

Sympathy starts to run dry when exactly nothing is ever done to reel in America's gun laws.... but yes, people want the right to bare arms ... now that's a top priority ...

America used to be great - I wonder if it will ever re-emerge from the chaotic mess it is in now?

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

yes, we do have really bad problems...that is for sure.

thank you for your words, KWP.. read more
And the beat goes on.
Sounds so familiar.


Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

yes, over and over, and i wish they would refrain from ever giving the name of the perpetrator....no.. read more
Of the many portrayals regarding this outrage I've read, this piece summed it up best.
Stunning poetry!


Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

thank you for your kind review, Jimmy.
j.
The world is imploding and we are left with nothing but our words to deal with it. Horrific is not a strong enough word....how can something like this happen? People enjoying an evening of music...trying to escape their every day problems....only to have to run for their lives. Strong write, Jacob. Lydi**

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

yes, the innocents who died---for what? some statement?

thank you, Lydi, for your wor.. read more
Probably find the poor hotel porter got a five dollar tip for carrying the weapons up to the room.
What the hell is going on in the world?

Posted 2 Months Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

2 Months Ago

hard to tell these days...thank you, Paul.
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..

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