- Non-Erotic Poetry
- inventing the inventor
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We pull out subconscious like day old cud--
bring it up, chew it out,
this brain spit dissolves like mind saliva
crackin' down perception,
we split them like a stick.
If I could cut you a straw
it would be one with a perfectly hollow stem
without a crack. Monocot dried and perfect
for the blow of crushed raspberries
that spray our names
across cave walls.
You tell me
the writing
is the knowing
is the writing
and I wanted to say hello,
I noticed your famous steps.
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaover 18 years agoI think it is about what it is not about. I love the brain spit and mind saliva.
Anonymousover 18 years agoYou're on a roll, today! Another excellent poem.
I had some trouble with "brain spit ... like mind saliva" because it isn't a simile to me. And why the monocotyledon detail?
I love the conclusion.
Fly
Wanton Vixxxenover 18 years agoin any form, is a change of the inventor, too. You have expressed in your usual sound but poignant metaphoric verse the birth of the actual inventor; this in particular being the all and ever inventing writer. I especially enjoyed the phrase, "If I could cut you a straw it would be one with a perfectly hollow stem without a crack". Wouldn't that be the perfect invention {solution} for all of us writers? I, for one, would love that. <smile>
Vixxx
Lauren Hyndeover 18 years agoIt has a free-flow feeling, almost random, but when you get to the last two lines, it all makes perfect sense - all the images fall into place. My kind of poetry!
