Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 7,201 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Brain Injuries Cutting Away What Is You - Poem by Is It Poetry

The past was like falling asleep..
The awakening was a never ending
night of terror...
The pain in the ocean of piano keys
is a scale never in tune..........
The knowing of never knowing how
makes you leap into a place of no past
present or future....limbless I wait...
The numbness of eating one spoon
of my mind
at a time never getting full never running
out of grey........
brings some joy...I cannot remember your name
or your face are you sure
it is not a mistake at the door of no knocks.
Roofs with no air lined scarred holed to many
found exits exist......Awake
I lay watching as I must I am told, While another slice
of the pie which is I grows cold....................................

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  • Rookie - 12 Points Bernhard Bruhnke (4/10/2009 11:49:00 AM)

    This is really good.
    'The numbness of eating one spoon of my mind at a time never getting full never running out of grey...brings some joy' I love these lines.

    It carries a silent fury, a longing to reach a pinnacle that time never allows us to, but at the same time we are happy never to reach. beautiful. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 10, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 9, 2009


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