F**k, I'm sorry.

Restored.

 

 

I'm waking up on the wrong side of town again,

and on the wrong side,

of the wrong bed.

Anymore, it seems,

I'm doing all of the wrong things right.

 

But I only have this one heart, you see?

And it's so damn heavy,

I couldn't move it

even if I tried.

And you're right when you say, I haven't.

 

So just let me lay here.

With my brick of a heart,

staring at the ceiling fan,

sky-eyed, and still,

wondering, who chased all the good guys off?

Author's Note

I wish I could figure out how to put the Evoca back on here....

Reviews

[R. Kurtz]

I almost wanted to count the words...

There's so much said here, with just a few words. Not just your heart, but the whole poem is so damn heavy, one couldn't move it even if they tried. You did a phenomenal job of conveying how it felt, because the poem envelops the reader's heart with that same immovable weight, and the poem just kind of stays with you.

Also, I read this (many times) before I listened to it, and the voice in my head was much different than what I heard when you spoke it. But once I listened to it, and heard you, it just sounded right.

[Paul Grimsley]

this may be an arse-about-face way of reviewing a poem, starting with the last stanza but it called to mind that scene in apocalypse now where the ceiling fan spins and we hear the blade of a helicopter turn and there was something of a battle-weary sense to this poem. i have had to move my heart around like that -- this piece resonated a lot. simple, direct and honest.

[Robert Luna]

Wow!! I loved this from the openning line all the way through. This is amazing. It actually made stop and really question myself about how this made me feel. I really enjoyed this piece a lot. Was written beautifully. Thanks for sharing.

[Tiffany Pochatko]

I guess I create a voice for the writer everytime I read something that they have written, and the voice I would have picked out for you didn't match your real voice. However, I think that this was well written and if you find out where all the good guys are hiding, let me know. When you used the words "sky-eyed", I painted a picture. I love how you are able to do that somtimes. This was a good write.

[Bubo]

Great title!!And the poem was fab........

and it's so damn heavy
i couldn't move it
even if i tried,

how many times have i felt like that!!
And the last line actually made me laugh.......how right you are!!

[Amy Widmer]

Gorgeous! Absolutely Gorgeous... I can hear the sorror in your pretty voice. I must share this with a few of my friends. Well done, chica!

[E. J. Gette]

Excellent self reflection work. It says a lot in so few words. I will have to read more of your work.

[E. A. Slayton]

i felt it. Took me back to a time in my life.
I love the poems of yours that i've read.
Just f****n awesome.

[JlB]

Wow, I love this poem Trish, I'm glad I could help inspire it. I haven't heard it yet, I'm at work, but I get the same feelings on this one, like you -mine.

It was short and sweet and simply beautiful in it's misery. It jerks you around.
Good work trisha,

this is 5

write on,

jlb

[Jeff "jazzman"..]

Damn this is a powerful piece...Great Work!