He thought he would have had it,
if he had only been richer,
or poorer.
He thought he might get a
better girl and write legends.
If he had made money
from stock exchanges.
Got his life back from the
web and the net and
all those tangled tangles.
I could’ve killed him
a hundred times:
from highway overpasses
he could’ve leapt,
or been strung
up on any number of
neighbouring trees.
I could’ve strangled him
some nights
when he went on about
how it wasn’t fair
that some
new age writer had gotten a
new
contract and here he was, just
“taking up space in spiral margins.”
I almost threw him to a pack
of wolves one night
in shame,
but I knew I would only wake up
feeling like I had chewed him myself.
So I did what had to be done.
I buried him. He’s still there of course,
Only now he’s got the weight of Hardy
and Dickens and Elizabeth Gaskell
to keep the little bastard at bay.
Then I took away all his weak and
(programmed) Middle class
inclinations;
to drink as though Rimbaud
and await new lines in temper of a child.
To talk like the
Lizard King high on some psyche’s
bought with pawn shop or rent.
All of these things and more got curbed.
And only then did my Self sit down,
encouraged by having shut the hell up,
And wrote for its own reward.
And I am with him still.
And we aren’t going anywhere,
But through this stack,
Through these cracks,
Through this black old game.
Not to hijack Frost,
but that shit made
all the fucking difference
in this terrible little
bastard red-head’s life.
Sweet!
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Thanks man! Fresh off the ginger press!
You commented faster than I can say “dead pope carcass” three times in the mirror!
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I’m at working, meaning I’m on standby.
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What, pray tell, is “the ginger press”? Ha ha. If you only need red hair to join, I’m there. Or is it more a state of being?
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Hahaha! I made it up, ergo, you’re in !
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In that case, let us agree that it is both a physical state of having red hair and a state of being. We can’t just let anyone join, after all! ha ha
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This is true. Gingerism and its antagonists can be linked back to the Irish and Scottish being hated by certain neighbours. If one were given to such historicism. 😉
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Love what you’re doing at the moment
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Thanks so much!
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Stellar stuff.
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Cheers thanks for checking it out !
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Reblogged this on iamf8.
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