Infinitesimal :
I’ve Been Assigned New Limits
streams:
all I wanted in coordinated blue lights –
in the absence of flickers, keep focus
on the fog (especially its frequency,
its ability to fully consume) I’m awake
for five hours before I feel the grinding
of clouds into my bones
I’m a ghost haunting the spaces between
naps, I fear my intelligence is spongy,
unreliable, I forget everything
except the fear that it’s truly
all over for me & every healthy dream
how long have I been drowning?
my arms felt the burning of the burden
thirteen years ago
I begged for a life saver,
but I spoke in too low of a voice
crossover:
a quick sketch resembling my back –
once busied, boozing, bustling,
paper-cut, brittle & beautiful,
butterfly burnt, moth tongued,
never motherly, poetic eyes,
starlet smile, but you can’t
see this
broken, bruised sternum, internal
pus pools, pained, pregnant with
genetic defects, parasites, leeches,
filter-failed, toxic bloodlets,
declining function, floundering
fairy feasting upon an inflamed heart
invisibility (mostly appreciative
of this) no pity, no apologetics,
no remedies, no more hope
in cures or the animated corpses
who tout them snake oil soothes
(that’s what sentiments are)
easily choked upon declarations
of empathy –
these are the rocks in my pockets
succumbed:
the level of acceptance
is the bottom of the ocean,
the face you see
when you look up
is your own
Image by Mystic Art Design from Pixabay
“I begged for a live saver,
but I spoke in too low of a voice”
And
“the level of acceptance
is the bottom of the ocean,
the face you see
when you look up
is your own”
Utterly brilliant and powerful piece, Jennifer.
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Thanks so much! ♥️
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The structure is so perfect for these complex messages. And yeah that invisibility… I’m mostly good with that too, until it comes to the ones who (unfortunately) know and then it’s a relief to be seen. Paradoxes galore. 🙂
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I feel that.
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Wow! What a burst of lyric verse my friend. Good stuff 👏🏻👍🏻
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Thank you
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i love the way you move in and out of poetry and monologue – reminds me of some modern plays
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Thank you, Beth 😊💜
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Heartbreaking poem! Such honest and powerful verse! Your writing here is really impressive Jennifer! It’s like your sub-conscious is freely flowing, but with great craft and sound and meaning! What courage it would have taken to write the last paragraph! This line, ‘the face you see when you look up is your own’ is simply the brave acceptance of everything! Clearly among your best poems!
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Thanks so much, Dominic. That’s too kind. 😊
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My pleasure Jennifer! It really is an excellent poem!
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Stunning writing. Very powerful and visceral imagery which hits hard without being overly maudlin.
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Thanks
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🙂 You’re welcome!
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This was such a wonderful piece filled with stark powerful imagery. Beautifully written!
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Thanks
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wow…👍👍
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