Epitaph

Epitaph

A Story by Thomas Skahill
"

Piece of Spoken Word I'm working on, let me know what you think. It's about being taken into protective services.

"

He was given a bear..

..like Teddy's a cure

                                          for broken

when what broken needs

is the sanity of family

and some room to breathe


but they wouldn't understand that


it's the other's that foster,

that fester, fear and hide in holes


that daily sob

with their arms


outstretched,

forgotten in a numbing cold.


they just sow

pick up the scraps


slowly put them back.


Then laugh that the torture on the inside

didn't make them capable

of re-entering society

of being a cog

 in the well fueled machine

 nonetheless provide us with the scents 

we admit when we scream 

alone in the dark with no-one to hear

but the ears safely lodged between each tear



So We follow

we follow

the first passage out

of a cloudy

misted environment

into another murky being and


My hand disappears

in front of yours.


Around us

others laugh

as we mis-represent the beauty of

representation in resenting the human form.



Ah, this cancerous pack of sheep

to easily sleeps in the creases of wolf skin:


too eager to howl,

to moan and bray

under the influence

of a bubbling blue moon.


But when would I leave?

When stones speak?

When nails strike board

or skeletons wash ashore?


And who should I abhor?

But the bitten hands

that placed them there,

force-fed them melted-pot-slop

and sent them on their way?


And Oh! what better position

than fame

juxta feeble organic frame


As poor sold on excess

sunk, spoke, left

a vacant layered mess?


I don't know


I sit stoned,

gazing

at the gallery's opening night.

Stunned

by the crowned galleons

and valleys of illuminated gold.

© 2014 Thomas Skahill


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This. I am not capable of this freestyle type of writing. It's clipped and short, but the form makes it feel long -- like the passing of time, growing up into a broken world of humanity. And honestly, it made me feel dragged down. Kind of like a wake up call to the destructive machine that is humanity.

"Around us
others laugh
as we mis-represent the beauty of
representation in resenting the human form."

Mis-represent the beauty of representation in resenting the human form.... The almost double-negative throws me off here. You do not represent resenting the human form well? Does that mean you think you resent the human form, but internally you have some passion for it? and are, therefore, misrepresenting it?
If that's so, that's a deep AF' stanza.

I had to read it more than once, but I thoroughly enjoyed it's non-form.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Corisica

10 Years Ago

I guess it's a little hard to follow... But after taking a few English classes on the collegiate lev.. read more
Thomas Skahill

10 Years Ago

Yea It's a combination of two poems I've been trying to bring together but I've been having trouble .. read more
Corisica

10 Years Ago

Don't be afraid to add more to it. I think you'll achieve more clarity with this one if you add a bi.. read more



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This. I am not capable of this freestyle type of writing. It's clipped and short, but the form makes it feel long -- like the passing of time, growing up into a broken world of humanity. And honestly, it made me feel dragged down. Kind of like a wake up call to the destructive machine that is humanity.

"Around us
others laugh
as we mis-represent the beauty of
representation in resenting the human form."

Mis-represent the beauty of representation in resenting the human form.... The almost double-negative throws me off here. You do not represent resenting the human form well? Does that mean you think you resent the human form, but internally you have some passion for it? and are, therefore, misrepresenting it?
If that's so, that's a deep AF' stanza.

I had to read it more than once, but I thoroughly enjoyed it's non-form.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Corisica

10 Years Ago

I guess it's a little hard to follow... But after taking a few English classes on the collegiate lev.. read more
Thomas Skahill

10 Years Ago

Yea It's a combination of two poems I've been trying to bring together but I've been having trouble .. read more
Corisica

10 Years Ago

Don't be afraid to add more to it. I think you'll achieve more clarity with this one if you add a bi.. read more
Wow, is this awesome or what?

Legendary man. It was really a great read, an emotional piece which touched my heart.

Thanks for sharing it with us. May god bless you.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Thomas Skahill

10 Years Ago

Hey, thanks man I'm glad it was capable of doing something (that's always the hope right?). Thank yo.. read more
New Theory

10 Years Ago

You are welcome man :). God bless you too.

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Tags: childhood, police, school, bear, car, monologue, spoken word

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Thomas Skahill
Thomas Skahill

santa barbara, CA



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Published In The Catalyst, Larcenist, Inscape, and Emergence literary Journals. Worked as an editor for the latter for a brief stint and currently getting back into production. more..

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