I exist in the voices,
in sounds-
gentle, ricocheting against
the loud bass in the background
and speaking in hushed tones
in corridors where the tiles
are no longer bleached white.
I exist in that TV volume, defined
by the bars that identify the
intensity of my intent,
exist in the grrr grr grinding
of thoughts into an unpalatable
mush, that I got served for
dinner,
I am defined by the water striking
the s(k)in(k) surface, I am that
you no longer pay attention to,
the mundane, I am, the (l)ord-inary.
splash…
I split like a water bubble.
I am not my self(ves).
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Linking it up with Poets United Midweek Motif.
Whistles!!!!! This is spellbinding 😀 especially love ” I am that you no longer pay attention to, the mundane, I am, the (l)ord-inary.” Beautifully executed.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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wonderful affirmation in the first two lines that continue all along…nice to see you at PU Anmol…
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This made me think of being hospitalised – the off white..the need to be invisible in order to survive..prove our sanity and get out and be once again..powerful especially in combination with the paintings
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Interesting reflections on where one exists and how one’s existence is expressed in the world. Especially effective wordplay in various lines of the poem. I enjoy this kind of thing, and you do it so well.
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Then again, perhaps “you” are your(selves).
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Wonderful poem…think you could do away with the final line, you’ve said it all…
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Sounds like this person has lost his way. I am not my self(ves). Caught in two worlds wanting to be noticed in between the mush of life.
It was good to read your words again.
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Beautiful, HA, even though the topic is sensitive. I love that the poem strikes across more than one sense.
Whoever is lost, should see the hope of finding something new that will be better!
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I was thinking molecular because we are more than one atom after all…
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Wonderful contrasts in this poem, and the desperate attempt to salvage what one can from experience dearly paid for…
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