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Don't Make Me Go Back In There

Hugh Freaking DillonHugh Freaking Dillon Posts: 14,010
edited November 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
don't make me go back in there
they might kill me where I stand
or worse, they might let me land

i can't take that risk
that they'd spare me
that they'd dare me to live
I'll take my chances on the cliff

don't make me go back in there
I don't have a death to spare.
I don't have a dagger to glare
I don't have cloth to tear

they might let me live
they might let me live
they might let me live
don't make me go back in there
Gimli 1993
Fargo 2003
Winnipeg 2005
Winnipeg 2011
St. Paul 2014
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    I think we've all felt like this one at some point or another in our lives!
    Well done. :thumbup:
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  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    makes me wanna know where "there" is... :)
  • Hugh Freaking DillonHugh Freaking Dillon Posts: 14,010
    DopeBeastie wrote:
    makes me wanna know where "there" is... :)

    it's about being in love with your sadness, to steal a line from Billy Pumpkin. you want to do nothing, so you do your best to stay depressed as an excuse to withdraw and be nothing.
    Gimli 1993
    Fargo 2003
    Winnipeg 2005
    Winnipeg 2011
    St. Paul 2014
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    oh I thought it was the moving train.

    AHHHH!
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Hugh Freaking Dillon wrote:
    DopeBeastie wrote:
    makes me wanna know where "there" is... :)

    it's about being in love with your sadness, to steal a line from Billy Pumpkin. you want to do nothing, so you do your best to stay depressed as an excuse to withdraw and be nothing.


    another poem made me think of your response, HFD... a poem called the heart a "closet full of savage momentos... a thing we never think of cleaning out"

    it strikes me because i've been cleaning out that closet lately, and it's totally wierd, and I feel bad about kicking people out of my life who are all but liars and thieves and just plain old mean... and I'm the one who feels bad... some sort of obligation... am I "in love with my own sadness"? am i somehow obligated to people who don't care about truth or kindness or compassion? is THAT what's made me act like such an angry victim?

    so... i'm cleaning out the heart... sigh...
    and wondering where the road takes me
    and afraid I'll regret having done so, when I am old and alone...
    but hopeful that doing so will lead me toward a truer, kinder self...
  • Hugh Freaking DillonHugh Freaking Dillon Posts: 14,010
    DopeBeastie wrote:
    Hugh Freaking Dillon wrote:
    DopeBeastie wrote:
    makes me wanna know where "there" is... :)

    it's about being in love with your sadness, to steal a line from Billy Pumpkin. you want to do nothing, so you do your best to stay depressed as an excuse to withdraw and be nothing.


    another poem made me think of your response, HFD... a poem called the heart a "closet full of savage momentos... a thing we never think of cleaning out"

    it strikes me because i've been cleaning out that closet lately, and it's totally wierd, and I feel bad about kicking people out of my life who are all but liars and thieves and just plain old mean... and I'm the one who feels bad... some sort of obligation... am I "in love with my own sadness"? am i somehow obligated to people who don't care about truth or kindness or compassion? is THAT what's made me act like such an angry victim?

    so... i'm cleaning out the heart... sigh...
    and wondering where the road takes me
    and afraid I'll regret having done so, when I am old and alone...
    but hopeful that doing so will lead me toward a truer, kinder self...

    this couldn't be more in sync with what I've been all about the past couple of years. Most of my friends from my mid 20's are all a distant memory for me. most of them were everything to me at the time. but I've realized over time that they did nothing but steal from my soul. these were not the kind of people I was supposed to surround myself with. and so now I don't.

    and now I don't even really make any bones about being interested in hanging out with someone new if I suspect they are of the same mold as my old friends. I just don't bother.

    kind of like Jerry Seinfeld when his pool boy (Ramon) wanted to hang out. He said "nothing personal Ramon, I've already got 3 friends, and that's about all I can take right now"
    Gimli 1993
    Fargo 2003
    Winnipeg 2005
    Winnipeg 2011
    St. Paul 2014
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    i think three is good ;D
  • brianluxbrianlux Posts: 42,033
    I could spend several minutes just thinking about the title of this poem, Hugh. And then it builds from there. Well done.
    “The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man [or woman] who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
    Variously credited to Mark Twain or Edward Abbey.













  • Hugh Freaking DillonHugh Freaking Dillon Posts: 14,010
    thanks brian.
    Gimli 1993
    Fargo 2003
    Winnipeg 2005
    Winnipeg 2011
    St. Paul 2014
  • jopetto75jopetto75 Posts: 397
    nice work
    going thru the same thing so I can relate
    Ive got poems I have written if I had the balls to post //I would
    maybe one day
    affable affair
    is one I would start with but its not here and I can't remember exactly how it goes.
    good job
    keep it up never stop using art as a platform
    until next time......
  • Hugh Freaking DillonHugh Freaking Dillon Posts: 14,010
    jopetto75 wrote:
    nice work
    going thru the same thing so I can relate
    Ive got poems I have written if I had the balls to post //I would
    maybe one day
    affable affair
    is one I would start with but its not here and I can't remember exactly how it goes.
    good job
    keep it up never stop using art as a platform

    I don't even share my songs with my wife. you're anonymous here. and people are quite gentle I've found anyway. no one will say "this poem sucks". At least I've never seen anything like that.
    Gimli 1993
    Fargo 2003
    Winnipeg 2005
    Winnipeg 2011
    St. Paul 2014
  • jopetto75jopetto75 Posts: 397
    The best people on the planet Iv'e come to that realization
    glad to be a part of it thats for sure!!!!
    until next time......
  • vogonpoetbythelakevogonpoetbythelake Posts: 2,146
    Hugh Freaking Dillon wrote:
    jopetto75 wrote:
    nice work
    going thru the same thing so I can relate
    Ive got poems I have written if I had the balls to post //I would
    maybe one day
    affable affair
    is one I would start with but its not here and I can't remember exactly how it goes.
    good job
    keep it up never stop using art as a platform

    I don't even share my songs with my wife. you're anonymous here. and people are quite gentle I've found anyway. no one will say "this poem sucks". At least I've never seen anything like that.

    You may be surprised if you share your songs with your wife, she could be new, you may underestimate her kindness and joy at your sharing with her
  • Hugh Freaking DillonHugh Freaking Dillon Posts: 14,010
    vogonpoetbythelake wrote:
    Hugh Freaking Dillon wrote:

    I don't even share my songs with my wife. you're anonymous here. and people are quite gentle I've found anyway. no one will say "this poem sucks". At least I've never seen anything like that.

    You may be surprised if you share your songs with your wife, she could be new, you may underestimate her kindness and joy at your sharing with her

    it's not that I'm afraid at her being critical. I'm afraid of her misinterpreting the lyrics. that being said, it's not like I hide them from her. many of them are laying around in plain sight.
    Gimli 1993
    Fargo 2003
    Winnipeg 2005
    Winnipeg 2011
    St. Paul 2014
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