Poem -
PLANCHETTE
We’re sleeping on cocaine again… tossing fish scales at Anubis.
Damn clever in our con. Both of us anointed terribleÂ
at being weightless in a crisis.
Both of us spooning gemstones to a piglet
chipping away at truffles when our backs are turned.
As we defunct and endureÂ
the Apocalypse.
Bleary-eyed jackals… stalling seppuku-
all plausible prey
in a janky confectionÂ
of actual
Life.Â
Our shallows deepen as we peck the hair off the Sea.
jamming our eyes with dull wolves
storming the den of our gestalt
with our vigorous shadows.
Alas, We Dawn where we Set.
AndÂ
everything
else
Follows.
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I might a have a different perspective! interesting write.....................................................................Jim
You most assuredly DO have a different perspective. I await your elucidation to that affect.
I leave my perspectives as expressed in my poems, I seek the elucidation of your poem that is interesting but opaque to my challenged mind.
Well, this dark morsel is mainly concerned with coming to grips with self- sabotage and acknowledging a co-dependent paradigm that conflates the daily drudgery of phoning it in.
I have a step daughter that seems to self sabotage, and she is so very intelligent she he can probably quote the books written about it, "ever learning and never coming to the knowledge of". Wish I could, help but it is way above my pay grade! wish you all the best, thank you for helping me understand a little better, if this is your quest, or a friend/family member we all have our challenges, my prayers go with your efforts!................................................Jim
Thank You. Sincerely. We're all in this together.