laughing dADa in the StArs

those cold hard constellations

that give penance and thought

                to lost fool clowns

                                      downside downs

                the cremation of annihilation,

                       ash

                          despair

                                   repair

                        wind pipe 

                   gaffa tape

        ensnare snakes,        entice anacondas to cuddle 

                and squeeze

to keep poultice in place

          diamond eyes squeezing

drunk shadows

                       fermenting on debate

                                                   reform

                                           disfigure

                                  

    relate 

                         a slate falls

                   from burning oak framed roof, 

                     ( a cough )

smashing into 

dark crystals of believe ?

                               mid - night 

Concrete

                 Concrete poured stars

Blinking ;

   " The mind of an artist,

  and the pen of a rapist,

man, what's a fool got to do,

     to get some peace, "

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed a disturbed mind is just that whether tis the mind of the writer or the rapist. And even rapists write poetry. Love your trademark challenging fragmented word association as if gives that feeling of madness. The final stanza plea might again be from either as their troubled thoughts torture them.

[gram linski]

aye you are right John, troubled thoughts touching themselves, think it might have been uncle Shazz that wrote this so you could be right, haha, appreciate your insights

[Chris Shaw]

Dark and despairing. Fragmented thoughts which are unsettling. A mind that can't rest or find peace. You have your own unique way of expression Gram. Take it easy.

Chris

[gram linski]

hey, Chris, I do like dark and despairing, but I do normally look for the light, lol, happy new year,

[jacob erin-cilberto]

hope battling with despair...the poet is a rapist in a way...attacking emotions and stripping them
of all facades, of their cover...
and then there we are, naked with the words...
on top of the keys, venting...
j.

[gram linski]

I do like the idea of venting, naked, j. seems like I have been doing that for years, lol, thanks for the review

[Ruth]

This is such a channeling of the mind never at ease...to be an artist is to be a channel I feel at times...incredibly powerful Gram and unsettling as it is brilliantly executed, wow...

[gram linski]

Hey, Ruth, always enjoy and appreciate your reviews, the mind is never at ease, that is part of the fun, lol, thanks for reading and enjoying