Tumbled Red Pen

Whisper what you don't want to hear.
Slave the words with
                    matchbook passion.
Be the beginning.
           Forget the ending.
Go forward in a tumbled red pen
                            sort of world.
Eradicate the obvious
                           and
accept the hinges just as they are.
Be for freedom, and so,
           you can be as whipped
                       as you want to be.
Monsters live in the closets.
Monsters live on the streets.
Detours and signs,
                 signs and detours.
Doors closed.
Windows broken.
We cannot be the flags
                        of restless defeat.
Only in hot water do boiling leeches
                                     make sense.
Jingle jangle envelopes and
                     slippery sliding stamps.
We run, and as we do,
                     our shoes bring us
                                back to
                                     the
          groaning lisp of messages
                     we'll never send.

Reviews

[Richard Williams]

Well written with a fine message and skillful combination of phrase, like the groaning lisp of messages.

[TheElfPrincess]

I love the message in this poem. Well written.

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Monsters live in the closets.

I love that line and the entire poem as well. However, "your" message was clearly sent. Great images!

[LeaflessTree]

Exquisitely beautifully written and wonderful format =)

[. serah .]

brilliantly written
the alliteration is exquisite
our shoes do know it all

[Rene Velez]

well crafted Chris, once again you wave your magic wand

[Jeremy Baker]

'the goraning lisp of messages we'll never send' ... I am enthralled by the ways in which you describe our existence.

[Eagle Cruagh]

Great stuff. This was only my second read of your
poems and I find them very individual, interesting and
pleasant.
Off to read more and find out just what this Vaillancourt
fellow is up to. I have an idea he is up to some exciting
work.
----- Eagle Cruagh

[The Cobra Lounge]

Magic in your words once again my friend!

[SinnerInspired]

Yet another one of your poems that I am in love with