Things Catch Fire

grooveamatic

I am writing wildly
Poems about total nonsense
(who fucked who
and the meaning of life)
With unabashed glory;
I am scribing vividly
Accounts of lives in shambles
(people who dance on tables
for money,
men with nothing to worship,
women who--while showering will--
slice their wrists with
disposable
razors in nonlethal ways
for the attention of nobody whatsoever,
groups of folks with so little to do
they fire rifles at the moon)
With undiminished enthusiasm.
I am charging forward
With images and words
Nonsense
About life on fire,
On metal striking bone
Pushing for someone (or something)
To take note of it all
(the children riding clouds in umbrellas,
the chimneys falling down brick by brick)
Because sooner or later
It will all catch fire
(in fact, things catch fire all the time)

Ali

Nice...youre writing about the wild side of me:)

grooveamatic

Ali wrote:

Nice...youre writing about the wild side of me:)

it's the only side of you i know.

Ali

Youre right:):)

justam

Hey! I liked this one.

coleen

grooveamatic wrote:

With undiminished enthusiasm.
I am charging forward
With images and words
Nonsense
About life on fire,

Because sooner or later
It will all catch fire
(in fact, things catch fire all the time)

wow and WOW!!!!

glad i didn't miss this offering groovematic.

grooveamatic

coleen wrote:

wow and WOW!!!!

glad i didn't miss this offering groovematic.

I am also glad you didn't miss it!

Thanks for the kind words Coleen!