Colorless Pokemon

Colorless Pokemon

A Poem by Jason Henry

I've always liked
These city nights.
Issey Miyake variant,
Dancehall blaring to reveal my insecurities,
And the blessed oral fixation.
Why I would hope to find my soul mate here,
Not even God knows.
But that is not why I'm here.
It is waste management:
The disposal of unnecessary.
Sacreligious yet sacrosanct substances
Secrete the sacred sin.
I am inadequately adequate.
I compare and contrast.
I am convexed.
Introduced as new,
Introduced anew,
And re-introduced to people I've been introduced to;
I ponder our collective future
And feel rushed to complete it,
Be it in love or occupation.
I know better.
And when we've had our fill
Let's talk shop;
Count what we possess
And what we lack in inventory.
Place orders with spiders
And hope to evade tariffs.
Elated to be part of group therapy,
I trade, ignore and offer glances
While I question falling to my injury.
But here's the biggest folly:
In my limited, minimalistic f**k of a non-copulating cortex,
I think you all have it figured out.
How I long for the time
When my greatest confusion was
How a Pokemon could be classified colorless.
Yet this is only the second greatest folly.

© 2013 Jason Henry


Author's Note

Jason Henry
Yes, I know that they aren't without color.

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The "gotta catch 'em all!" theme of Pokemon is fitting for the theme of this poem. Good contrast with "counting what we posses and what we lack in inventory". And isn't life like that? We get blind sided by materialism because its such a convenient definition of a man's worth. You truly bring out the man that needs approval, sex, food, purpose. Your persona is as real as his folly. In my opinion, It qualifies for damn good poem. Inspiring as usual!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jason Henry

10 Years Ago

gotta catch em all... yeah, we really do dnt we? honestly i didnt even think of it like that. good o.. read more



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The "gotta catch 'em all!" theme of Pokemon is fitting for the theme of this poem. Good contrast with "counting what we posses and what we lack in inventory". And isn't life like that? We get blind sided by materialism because its such a convenient definition of a man's worth. You truly bring out the man that needs approval, sex, food, purpose. Your persona is as real as his folly. In my opinion, It qualifies for damn good poem. Inspiring as usual!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jason Henry

10 Years Ago

gotta catch em all... yeah, we really do dnt we? honestly i didnt even think of it like that. good o.. read more
you really do a great job playing on words and phrases...use of the language is exquisite...and your themes drive your reader toward introspection...

life is pretty colorless if all we do is rush to accumulate..but don't smell the air and see the lights...

jacob

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jason Henry

10 Years Ago

words like yours definitely encourage me to continue writing, jacob
hell, yeah . . . . not enough characters in those two words to suit the review nazi police

but they sum up my reaction pretty well

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Jason Henry

10 Years Ago

i'll take it!
Emily B

10 Years Ago

a word of caution though, if you ever hear a southern american girl say, 'ah, hell no' you probably .. read more
Jason Henry

10 Years Ago

lol yup, i'm familiar with the lingo

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Added on September 9, 2013
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Tags: poetry, pokemon, childhood, adulthood, young adult, adolescence, night

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Jason Henry
Jason Henry

Somewherelse, Jamaica



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