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Delta40
09-16-2012, 06:40 PM
On life support
I'm choking inside of myself
in this world
of silent horror
the tube slipping in
then out
raping my unthought thoughts
my hearing deadened
to the sound
of you being around
blips and bleeps
eternal sleep
wondering how
my next verse
will be fertilized
swimming through wave
after wave of nausea
I drift out with the tide

Hawkman
09-16-2012, 08:45 PM
Thoughts of a comatose poet? Actually I think this reads extremely well. Rather bleak, but I guess not all morphine trips are jolly ones and if you're in intensive care you haven't got a lot to be jolly about, unless you count the sense of disconnection from the awfulness of the world a good one ;) I Usually enjoy a Delta poem, whether heavy or light, and this is no exception.

Live and be well - H

hallaig
09-17-2012, 04:39 AM
no sure about the tube 'raping your unthought thoughts', but love the image of you waiting for a poem to be fertilised

Delta40
09-17-2012, 04:58 AM
thanks Hawk and Hallaig.

Jeos
09-17-2012, 01:38 PM
Delta, I propose that next time you express your poetic sensibility differently - enough of I -complaints. Try "getting out" of "your-self"...that way you will definitely change your mind ... there is a magical power in poetry - believe me!!

Delta40
09-17-2012, 04:49 PM
Delta, I propose that next time you express your poetic sensibility differently - enough of I -complaints. Try "getting out" of "your-self"...that way you will definitely change your mind ... there is a magical power in poetry - believe me!!

What is your point exactly Jeos?

MystyrMystyry
09-18-2012, 07:26 PM
Ah Delta, ha ha - your ability to push the queasy buttons continues unchallenged ;)

Bar22do
09-19-2012, 05:19 AM
As Mystyr said - you go (and take us) unchallenged wherever you do!

Delta40
09-19-2012, 05:27 AM
I'm actually apologetic for this one. It's about as low as I want to go before coming back up for air...(I think)

Bar22do
09-19-2012, 06:03 AM
I've got a severe bronchitis, Delta, and struggle for breath... Air! do write something to open my lungs! Air!!!! It might be helpful around, too... though my heart is with you wherever you must be... hugs.