Ivan Donn Carswell

Wither Away - Poem by Ivan Donn Carswell

a way to piss
yourself off thoroughly
and guarantee morbidity
is by trying to please

even if you want
only one significant murmur
of appreciation it will be
denied as culpable guilt

attaining satori through
pleasure expressed vicariously
in others’ rapt satisfaction
is fantasy

you cannot feed off
expressions dressed as
giveaways after the
banquet has ended

your appetites are the
ones which need to be
satisfied in every available
gustatory sense

as the saying goes - if
you don’t eat emotionally
you don’t shit nor do you
pee but you wither away
© 27 March 2010, I. D. Carswell

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, August 29, 2011

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