Crush Sufferer

Gross exertion, infatuation
    Flagellating the root
Of embellished insecurity
    Begging for a meal of ashes

Early morning pain, infatuation
    A vulgar companion's invective
Reminder of our unworthiness
    As we consort with teardrops

Inquisitor's interview, infatuation
    Smiling torture chamber
Turning idly in hand the implements
    That will extract the truth of our ugliness

Gravedigger's labor, infatuation
    Burying our faces in clenching fists
Knowing our hearts have finally done it
    And sold us out for a smile

rush Sufferer

Gross exertion, infatuation
   Flagellating the root
Of embellished insecurity
   Begging for a meal of ashes

Early morning pain, infatuation
   A vulgar companion's invective
Reminder of our unworthiness
   As we consort with teardrops

Inquisitor's interview, infatuation
   Smiling torture chamber
Turning idly in hand the implements
   That will extract the truth of our ugliness

Gravedigger's labor, infatuation
   Burying our faces in clenching fists
Knowing our hearts have finally done it
   And sold us out for a smile

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Author's Note

Dedicated to Cyrano de Bergerac and those who will share his fate.

Reviews

[ANTO]

The ones we have crushes on always seem to go for what we think are the wrong type - knowing we were right - over time - is of little consolation to we romantic Cassandras.
The crush is a cruel joke of life - it leads us to hate ourselves for not being someone else.
This is strong writing C.
Sorry I missed it earlier. :)

[Cambion]

It's been remarkably unpopular. I think my (forgive me) avant-garde approach in naming it came off as flippancy or callowness. It was cathartic to write, as the entity that must not be named was not logged in at the time (as usual hehe). Expressing suffering brings people closer to us, as flotsam is brought closer to a boat when its screws spin up. Yup, catharsis.

[ANTO]

I understand mate - it does have a kind of prickly title.

[Cambion]

A lovely title for something that relentlessly and repeatedly jams interosseous needles into our hearts while pouring molten honey down our throats? Not on my watch!

[ANTO]

- hah point taken - :)

[Lizardo]

Powerful poem, I really like this a lot.
Great piece of work you have here

[Cambion]

thanks for your praise! special inspiration produces special results.

[Lizardo]

That is very true

[Preliving]

This is incredibly powerfully written. Something everyone can relate to, but I've never seen it so perfectly captured in words. An absolute pleasure to read.

[Cambion]

I think I've got something in my eye, hehe. To put my spin on Rostand: "A poem is a secret that takes the ear for the lips".

Were I to receive the news of my appointment to the Académie Française in the cabin of my spaceplane while having tea with Tom Brady of the New England Patriots, it would be only a trifle next to the joyous sight of your sweet praise on my screen. Not just kidding.

[Vanesa Markovic]

I am not familiar with Cyrano de Bergerac, or his fate,
but these are words I can certainly relate to.
Broken hearts are fools, knowing full well the agony of
love, they carelessly continue to chase after it again and again.
Indeed, damned fools.
Beautiful piece.
-VM

[Cambion]

I guess they're just good at dishing out beatings. (I'll see myself out ;)

thanks for your praise!

[ANTO]

"(I'll see myself out ;)" - funny... ;p