Explanation

• Artist: sora wonk
• Description: Comment me and I'll comment back.
• Date: 09/03/2010
• Tags: explanation carlchicago

It's like finding a broken egg in your hands
and feeling the dirty unfulfilled life
flow through.
It's like falling in love with a white face,
a soft voice--innocent of the bones
and squelchy innards.
Nights sitting up with the streetlights
brushing your toes and the crunch, crunch of love
pacing your decrepit halls--
The girl explains crying with swift gestures,
she is the shadow on the wall and the rain-stained
cracks, she is the apple tree locked outside
frozen and framed in lace.
It's like loneliness, it's the other sleep.

Comments

[nouvella]

I liked it. Really abstract. You don't ever get a secure sense of what's going on except in hindsight, after reading the poem. Not sure if this is a good thing - don't you want your readers to be able to get something concrete out of your poetry?

The real question is, why are you posting this on gaia? Do you really believe that this community is the best place to put your creative energy? Start a blog. Better yet, make a zine. Go to a poetry reading or an open mic night or something.

[Nuggular]

I enjoyed this I don't know why but I did c:
Good job