Preventative Medicine
Walking Alone
Standing at ATM debating newest reason for investment,
pressing 4-8-0, currency falls into trembling hands,
regressive, hesitant, but necessary,
hating contemplation,
head to meet fate at place of condemnation,
need soul cleansing only found by wiping slate(s),
forms complete, services prepared for render,
wait… wait… wait…
…walk into modern lion’s den, nervous but eager,
anticipate emotional instability despite attempted
determent lecture, foreign sector…
…entering stirrups, feels like wearing stockings
for the first time, difficult to slide on,
Dorthy wishing I was home moments building,
starring toward ceiling, humming, wanting to drown out
small erratic heartbeats wavering in the near distance,
digital monitor, haunting, moving imagery,
believed screams sounding ultrasonic,
ironic,
no connection,
no affection,
thinking “no”,
intravenous penetration, faint…
…awaking amongst strangers all unclothed waist down,
now reality sinks in,
rationale meaning less, spiritually listless
propensity to vomit growing,
moments fleeting,
freshly picked womb bleeding,
each trickle arrived by fickle means,
ending in genes elimination,
obliterating seams of what heart remained,
awaiting pain is patient,
hovering, anticipating the arrival of joyful moments,
pounce…
Three months later, repetition…
Standing at ATM debating newest reason for investment,
pressing 4-8-0, currency falls into trembling hands,
regressive, hesitant, but necessary,
hating contemplation,
head to meet fate at place of condemnation,
need soul cleansing only found by wiping slate(s),
forms complete, services prepared for render,
wait… wait… wait…
…walk into modern lion’s den, nervous but eager,
anticipate emotional instability despite attempted
determent lecture, foreign sector…
…entering stirrups, feels like wearing stockings
for the first time, difficult to slide on,
Dorthy wishing I was home moments building,
starring toward ceiling, humming, wanting to drown out
small erratic heartbeats wavering in the near distance,
digital monitor, haunting, moving imagery,
believed screams sounding ultrasonic,
ironic,
no connection,
no affection,
thinking “no”,
intravenous penetration, faint…
…awaking amongst strangers all unclothed waist down,
now reality sinks in,
rationale meaning less, spiritually listless
propensity to vomit growing,
moments fleeting,
freshly picked womb bleeding,
each trickle arrived by fickle means,
ending in genes elimination,
obliterating seams of what heart remained,
awaiting pain is patient,
hovering, anticipating the arrival of joyful moments,
pounce…
Three months later, repetition…
Usually when I comment out loud (in an empty room) after reading a piece ... that's how I know it moved me. This one did that. Especially, the last line:
Three months later, repetition…
OH MY GOD....very well done for a MAN.
ugggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
Bad memories invade me....Asking god to take them. Breathe deep....LET. IT. GO.
Wow... just... wow.
Please consider putting your poetry into a book. I promise I'll buy a copy. Hell... I'll buy several and give them away as gifts.
You have a true gift with words.
very nice. you're use of words are inspiring.
shelly, i keep telling him the same thing...
dand b, your writing skills are scary sometimes...
don't stop
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thanks.
You guided me down the path oh so slowly and I was so intrigued as to where is he going and at first I assumed it was you at the ATM but as your piece progressed it was crystal man, simply beautiful!
First time here, def not the last.
i don't usually comment on poetry, but i wanted to say this one inspired me to step outside of my normal self. it took me down a road i hope to never go down, and you did so in an intriguing way. i esp. liked how it started off w/ the retrevial of money from the ATM.
also, i see you reside in Norman. i'm originally from Tulsa. has the heat wave hit yet? :)