Hello Holes

Hello Holes
Nice to finally meet you
Introduced me to a caustic new world you know
Those catwalks and roads beneath roads
Manholes tearing up, revving six cylinder exploders
It's a new world but that river of oil I know well
I've been stuck in it, f*****g it, tearing off my clothes
A ravenous insanity based on getting clean

I was talking about you Holes
A fabric of brain matter wearing thin
Answered only to the wrought iron boss
With words like afflict, infest, decay, hemorrhage
I want people to know there are subjects other than dark images

Stop, I was talking about you Holes
Laminate striking edge wearing diamond thin
Holes in a bag of bombs
Bombs, sweat causers
Bringers of dead skin and fingernail removal

Hello Holes, you have no excuse
Innocence? I don't believe in that
Innocence doesn't exist, I'm sick of it
Two dimensions does a bad job, 3D isn't any better
Now words...yeah words are dimensionless

Quit it, I was talking about you Holes
Accusing me of being too sexual?
We're human beings everything we do is sexual
At least my body is human
My consciousness however...
Stuck somewhere in between the existential and the primal

Hello Holes
Nice to meet you again
Stick around it only gets better
Watch with me, view the landscape with some narrow glasses
Pick out the details you want, get rid of the rest

Author's Note

Been writing so much today. Jamming.

Reviews

[Bare trees]

I thought the poem was good but was lacking in interest. The variations on the theme didn't do it for me peronally. The repitition of the word holes was a bit too much. The cursing usually loses me because it's so common now, there's nothing special about it. It's like filler. However you do show good imagination and style. Good poem overall.

[Wren]

I love how real it feels. Again amazing work

Thanks for sharing