A Poem by Crowley

Sometimes screaming helps.....




Clouds silver slip, slip behind one another

The shadow of the trees like mountains chained

I crush the ashes like granite, grinding better

I slip from light unnoticed in the blinding flash


You see, but you don’t notice, really

You see, but sleep ensues quickly

You see, the brash young man within me

You see, and I can’t recoup, the sterilization beneath me


The light upon your jacket seethes merriment

Once upon a solemn time, I desire lustily

The flesh tinged with bloody desire, hastily

I tongue my way to bitter consequences


You see, eyes glazed with comfort and neutrality

You see, my desire layed out before you

You see, that I can’t function equally

You see, me for the fire under my skirt, go metro


The light within your hair shines steadily

The glow upon you lips cries that life is on the edge

My increasing whines give way to distemper

I eat myself from the inside out, nourishment for the able bodied


You see, that I am interrupting your flight pattern

You see, that I glide past every wish to reach your destiny

You see, that I can’t function in your absence

You see, that I am a boy in a man suit and you are toys


Toys that I can’t afford

© 2010 Crowley

Author's Note

Ahhhhhhh......thanks, it's been a hoot.

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the rhythm in this is so sensual with the repetition and at the same time, there are such sharp points all through, with your word choices and the sentiments you share. the whole thing is like a secret ... that's revealing itself to the reader, and to whom you're speaking of and to, and even ... to yourself, i think. the soft slip of the words on the end of each line leads you to the next, and to the next, and the next ... until there's this incredible crescendo that leaves the reader thinking, and wondering, and wanting more. just gorgeous corey.

Posted 12 Years Ago

2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


Layers upon layers of images... this one begs to be read several times.
I like the line: "I eat myself from the inside out, nourishment for the able bodied..."
In all, a very intense piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago

interesting that you would say the she is "toys vs. being a toy" because
it shows the multi variables that go perfectly with the reciprocating
sentences that accentuate the vunerbility factor, that leaves the reader

pondering the same focus and what held my attetion most but not above,
the feeling behind the wording is brilliant, your talent really shines
through here, corey, the passion is defining to the nature of the piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Reading this I feel like I'm getting into the essence of a man (Mars and all). And the funny thing is, we women feel so similar.

Posted 12 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I should have come across this much sooner, because this is truly one of your best, if not the best work of yours that I have read. The title is so misleading, but intriguing enough to make me want to keep reading to see how it relates to the poem. At the end it turns out to be a marvelous play on the word "toys".

The yearning is coupled with a sort of hesitation and you seem to always have the notion "Toys that I can’t afford" at the back of your mind.
There's a reason everyone quotes "I tongue my way to bitter consequences" and it's because it is so well construed, that it will stand the test of time so to speak.

I think jenniewren is right in assuming this is a son, because the poem sings :)

Great poem and one of my favs as of today.

Posted 12 Years Ago

There is something so innocent in the title, and then you take it so deeply into the psyche.. the nature of living.. child.. man.. Powerfully voiced, I loved the brilliant glimpses inside the mind. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 12 Years Ago

I tongue my way around better consequences--I swooned when I got to that line. I believe that we are all dressed up babes, obsessed with the toys around us that are so disastrous in the aftermath. The repetitious "you see" widens my eyes every time I get to them and speed the gears of my brain toward a deeper understanding of our internal struggles. I see, so much of this. Superb, Corey.

Posted 12 Years Ago

I see a beautiful obsession lol, Nice one Corey...

Posted 12 Years Ago

you know your way around words ..

Posted 12 Years Ago

i tongue my way to bitter consequences..

pardon my language but F**K! that is just awesome.

as is how brightly you shine in this.

it's a song, isn't it?

Posted 12 Years Ago

awesome work :) I loved the repetition and was thankful it didn't get tiring! i love the last stanza the most. This poem carries a depth that leaves me wanting more. i think this is my fav from you so far :) great job x

Posted 12 Years Ago

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