6 July 2014

Reflective

reflective

back

in the laboratory

of my mind

I concoct solutions

to ubiquitous problems

the silken intrusion

and delicate rub

of afflictive memories

the cocks and cunts

of youthful infatuation

the fascination

of the flesh

meshed into pornographic

reference

forced into grotesque

and novel shapes

made to adopt

censored smiles

and null identity

but these subtle devices

imperfect in design

only breed new monsters

bittersweet and unkind

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4 comments:

  1. It's good to see that you have continued to write. I wish I could say the same, but the 'new monsters' in my life have come for me. I see them coming, yet I do nothing to stop them. Very nicely written. :)

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    1. I'm sorry to hear that MsPsycho - I find writing cathartic - unless I'm very low - then I can't seem to generate anything of value. I hope things improve for you by and by and that you are writing again soon.

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  2. Gloria Rodikis12 July 2014 at 13:03

    Very moving a poem...

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