The Lonely Disease

pasted on park bench, nursed forty between legs,
dope cleverly stashed in White Castle bag in the trash;
your dark desperate eyes dawning disappointment
uttering the imminent words I'm leaving you.

staging shock I search for an arrogant response
as wit dries I begin soaking in self pity.
lowering self esteem, breaking bravado;
awakening solitude from which anger grew.

you played patience while I vomit insecurities
leaving me in the haze of the New York skyline's
perpetual erections that wait on Islam;
lager satisfaction dulls the errant pain.

vague convictions clench the lonely disease
of salvation's distilled spirit; substance slave
surrenders, grandiose dreams gone for good.
isolation clings to intoxication in vain.




Poetry by aliceramone
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Written on 2007-03-22 at 03:05

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ardent.March
This is my favorite one of yours so far,
God, I love this. I love the honesty of it,
This is really good, every line, every word
and the way you formed the sentences to build this poem.
I'm trying to pick a favorite line or stanza,
but it's hard because I like them all!!

you played patience while I vomit insecurities
leaving me in the haze of the New York skyline's

These do stand out, though:)
2007-03-31



PS You are right it is a disease and what we have to do is irradicate it and halt it's destructive journey by smiling more, Tai
2007-03-22



Yeah it is a lonely place when you get dumped, even in a huge city, the Islam line was a telling insight of the fears of your people, a great line. It happened to me 5 years ago, but through death, but abandonment none the less. It has taken me all this time to enjoy my own company and loneliness does not seek me out quite so often. IE I am finally happy ish in my own skin. I love loving and I love sin and I won't compromise or ever give in!

Smiling at you,

Tai

thinking, you are young! try doing it at my age...lol
2007-03-22


Individuality
never easy at the best of times when relationships go haywire. the ethonal wave pops its presence and off goes the mind to wander madness. i love cheerful poetry :)
2007-03-22