I turn my tongue green with a pint of mint listerine. A blistered knee. Eyes bleed from the passing of a centipede. Don't stand close to me I erupt in a millisecond, conforming into a catholic priest. I stand high underground. The sounds of an orchestra swimming in the mud with the sounds of an orca. I boast I had it all, but now I can only hope that they don't take away my last adderalls. Don't test with a number 2 pencil, give me a red pen so I can pencil him in. And they call me a backpacker. Hike up your mountain till I find the erupting fountain and go for a deep sea dive, only to come back to land in the space of a spaceship, blasting off with my sins. High-class noon, blast off past the moon with a fork and a spoon, I went too far; now I need to rewind so I can get my piece of the cake, in a cheesy plate. Its an arms race to the finish line, my A.K. is too heavy to glide across, I could only make it past half of the track. I had to make a pit stop and grab my Tech inorder to proceed and make the audience pop!
-Random thoughts, all came at once. I wrote them, and this is what I ended up with.
I love this 'stream of consciousness' poem! The words actually flow like a stream... Very cool.
ReplyDeleteThanks..you know what's really awesome, that this is exactly how my thoughts came out, I just wrote them down as they came. and without even thinking about rhyming. No editing. I just have strange thoughts and want to let people inside my mind.
ReplyDeleteHow do you go about starting to write a poem? It is something I have had no breakthrough with. Where do you start from? How to begin? How do you master the urge to want everything to come out perfect?
ReplyDeleteAhhh..its hard to say because a lot of things inspire me, wether it be music, movies, reading, or seeing something happen infront of me. Like this poem, I was listening to a song and then ideas just started coming. Often times ideas just come from nowhere, so its a good thing to always have my phone present to capture my ideas. But other times I sit down and say okay time for me to write. It might take a while but something usually pops up so I run with that idea. And I don't force anything like if I only have three sentences, if nothing else good enough comes I just leave it. I belive that its not the length but how good the words bond together to create a powerful message. So I know when to leave it, I know when there is nothing more I can do to it. And sometimes when I'm editing, more ideas might come or I can write things a different way. That is more cohesive to the poem
ReplyDeleteI always love seeing inside your mind (:
ReplyDeleteAlex, haha. Its kinda dark and empty in there, don't get lost in all the confusion and disorder :O
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