"dumbwaiter" poems
I want to write this poem
Like a band-aid
For a knuckle scrape the stucco frustration
The adrenalin shiver
Maybe you look at your fingertips
And know you'll never be a doctor
A poem that finds you peaceful
We go to exrtremes so often
This middle ground has leeway
Move around in it
There are things I need to say
Halfwritten letters
Stacked inside a gut-heavy dumbwaiter
And if I ever found the courage to pull the rope
I might choke
This poetry gets scared sometimes
I know you get scared sometimes
There are memories you re-live
Like a masochistic dvr
Or a photo album labeled
"Let's not go back to this place"
I want there to be poems in response to this
A literary anitbiotic
For the sickness we create
There is a reason chemistry makes use of the alphabet
And I find myself searching for the language
Like a child holding his head up to the rain with his mouth open
And wondering why he never feels a single drop touch his tongue
Like a scientists he decides that the water evaporates because of the heat in his breath
So he holds it
It has taken me years to finally understand
You don't need to hold your breath
But you do need to be still
And the reason you think the rain never touches your tongue
Is because your tongue is already wet
And you
Every moment of you
Already is poetry
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
It's the 50's and I'm walking home from school
a truck rolls by and i see a body boom.
"whats that" I say and I look down the drain.
It's my friend, a girl, oh I have forgot her name.
I finnish my walk home and I walk through the door.
The first thing i say "Where's my sibling's mom?"
she simpy replies " At the old hospital ***
So I start to walk and find that place.
I start to climb the rusty fire place.
I get inside the buliding,there are kids every where.
screaming and yelling
"QUICK, HURRY! THERE'S A FIRE OVER THERE!"
I freak out
Where's my siblings, oh dear.
Maybe i can find them if i go down here?
I climb in a dumbwaiter not knowing what I will see.
I get to a floor where there was just her and little ol' me
"Hello there new friend, would you like to play?"
Why sure of course, I have some time to play.
She was small petite, with gorgous red hair
her smile, he laugh, her skin was so fair.
She was beautiful like a angel, but something was wrong.
she offered me a drink, what happened next i wish i would have run
she opened her fridge and what i saw
1 million little peicese, her parents cut small.
She came after me with her knife in one hand.
How the hell am i supposed to get away,
get away from this scam!
So i scurry up where i came from,
and i said my goodbyes to that little one.
The hospital is blazed,
and my heart has sunk.
My siblings have died i just know this one.
I get out side just in the nick of time,
before that building fell I was sure I would die.
I see right before me those flashing lights.
maybe they got out, maybe they are just fine.
Then what i see is my youngest sister.
Bleeding right there all over the stretcher.
She no longer had arms or legs and it just broke my heart
i ran to her to hold her, and tell her my goodbyes.
Then before i could speek my words
she said
"Goodbye"
Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 6:47 PM UTC
Damage done
by the size of her voice;
Hairline fractur'd,
receding bone, drawn away by the weight;
The human dumbwaiter,
a body held together with tension rods;
Veins,
flooded tunnels with blood;
The human dumbwaiter,
built into its own foundation;
That's a load bearing vision,
man
wasn't meant to walk first.
When I am all broken shattered
lying on the couch breathing in
fumes,
she is an engine burning out inside me.
I looked in her mouth and it was like killing yourself
in the garage with a hose.
Feb 19, 2012
Feb 19, 2012 at 1:10 PM UTC
My private username is in the Public Domain
I guess I'm too headstrong for all the bubble bursters
Placate my phosphorous soul
I'm sorry for my outburst
I'm an oddball
Inconceivable
What am I to do with these overdone and overdue Blockbuster tapes I have just finished over viewing?
I contrive white elephants for all those who tip the scales
Whose guesses are as good as mine as to how some make time to fold a thousand origami cranes
I've been beaten with broomsticks and Plexiglas riot shields
Because I was looking for the middle way between indulgence and denial
But rest assured, the glum lobbyist is going to counter balance the dumbwaiter
As the elevator operator takes the escalator because he's all about time management
When I was young I could see people's guardian angels and auras
But now the angels are gone and only the auras remain
"I hate my life and all the choices I'v mad that have brought me here"
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 3:47 AM UTC
Taking Over
Entered the room with high expectations,
but all I got was the case of frustrations,
needed some help with public relations,
felt like a fight at the United Nations.
They fly in on their private jet,
rich and powerful, making girls wet,
too me they show little threat,
but they love to watch me sweat.
I have a vision, I have a dream,
willing to go to the court of supreme,
tried to gain all my self esteem,
things are about to get extreme.
This world, I'm taking over,
found my lucky four leaf clover,
they thought I was a funny joker,
til they saw my sharp shooting chauffeur.
No more am I the geek,
this world needs a little tweak,
felt good seeing people that weak,
now they listen, when I speak.
They all thought I was a traitor,
no longer am I the dumbwaiter,
somebody get me a translator,
because, I'm the new dictator.
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
Should I find you in these scary places,
Or hidden just beneath the basement,
Should I be looking for you left and right,
Or are you just beneath my sight,
Should I be looking for you in this place,
Or are you in a dumbwaiter space,
Should I wander in this space,
Or are you hiding behind big plates,
Should I stay or should I go,
While you're hidden just beneath this snow.
I fight to chase after you because
I'm afraid to lose you,
But instead,
I let you go,
And I regret and hate myself every day because of it...
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 5:05 PM UTC