The Trigger Boy

The Trigger Boy

A Poem by gram linski

Compounding traumas of the heart
Whilst barking at the beer
Disentangled motive
Creating safety net survival
Entwined to fall
At least in hope
For all is lost
In the journey of night
To deceive the future
Scared to spill, so wrecked instead
A mood reclines, vapours stain
And Ego shoots through mouthing eyes
Burning nerves, severing escape
From all that's good and well,
A fracture in time
Rebounding round and down,
Rabbit punching lungs grown tight,
A darker time to light,
One last puff of cancer mind
Before the blindfold falls
Twitches to the memory
Of the perfect life and soul
Firing squad inferno
Tired
Infernal
God.

© 2019 gram linski



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Sad one this. The drink is always a safety net, gives you hope in every gulp.
But then it opens the wounds you would rather stay closed.
Painful memories that left unchecked follow you straight to the grave.

Posted 4 Days Ago


gram linski

4 Days Ago

That sums it up perfectly, Paul, thanks for reading and getting the gist, cheers
Gram,
If I'm correct . . . I detect a bit of Hart Crane in this piece. Crane's life was a free fall . . . his poems riding the edge of human experience and pain. Your words and lines seem to spill out from some hidden place in a frantic tumble . . . coming to rest in an abstract piece of art. It's quite an interesting work.
Tom

Posted 1 Week Ago


gram linski

1 Week Ago

Thanks Tom, haven't read much of the guy, but that is high praise indeed, will dig out The Bridge an.. read more
Its the worst place to be in the tough times, head already full of nonsense, compounded by the other things we throw on top that temporarily help dull but that make us feel worthless in the end. This is a down hill roll, fast and complete. Great piece....

Posted 1 Week Ago


gram linski

1 Week Ago

Thanks Crowley, you got the gist perfectly, glad you enjoyed it,
The guard is down the sore is open your drunk and emotional, angry and sad, hurt and upset. The outpouring of the old wounds seeping from the drunk rant. Cleansing of the soul is heard mourning your loss of childhood and suffering. As a man now. You feel you can't mourn the boy without the drink. As you feel too much. Drunk it's easier to talk to him and see him clearer without the blood and pain hurting too much. As the drink numbs the pain. He is out and about. Wanting to be heard and seen. You hear his voice his emotions his pain. And only you understand his outpouring fully. Others just think is a drunken rant. It's more than that. It's life. The life you should have had as a boy and young man. But all you got was hurt and suffering. The lament of a broken soul. Needing loved, held and listened to. I hear you loud and clear and relate. Big time. Hugs and much love. Dawn.

Posted 1 Week Ago


gram linski

1 Week Ago

Wow great review, thank Dawn, you got the message spot on, where you been, hope you are well,
Dawn

1 Week Ago

Not been on much of late, not been too good in myself to be honest Bunny. But feeling a little bett.. read more
gram linski

1 Week Ago

Am no bad generally, had a few slips and slides, much like your self, and it is gram, no Bunny, but .. read more
Crying into your beer? Visual and great use of metaphor here gram linski.

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


gram linski

1 Week Ago

Thanks, Chris, glad you liked it, wasnae exactly crying into my beer, (waste of tears and beer,) jus.. read more
Another freeverse filled to the brim with hints of colour that feel like the protagonist is living on the edge, simply muddling through and awaiting the next fall from grace.

Posted 1 Week Ago


gram linski

1 Week Ago

Reggie, ya daft cu...….
John Alexander McFadyen

1 Week Ago

Liam Perrin's always have in that bad b***h bloody Mary!
gram linski

1 Week Ago

Hardy f*****g har, I'll do the jokes, fool, lol
wonderful metaphor here...the puff of "the cancer mind"
the head on the beer, we bark at it...as if it is our troubles, and yet we don't want them to spill over, make a mess, and yet they mostly do and we face the firing squad of consequences.
yes, it does happen.
j.

Posted 1 Week Ago


gram linski

1 Week Ago

Thanks, j, once again you see straight to the heart of my mad rambling, I thank you,

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