Vanessa Grixti

A Night With Negligence - Poem by Vanessa Grixti

I could talk about the music
but what a cliché that would be
it's the people
with their facades and their complacency
I wish to understand them
to know who they are
they believe their recklessness is beautiful
and sometimes it is
but I know their fascinations
remain on shallow levels
They strive for those few fleeting minutes
of closeness with a stranger
while beads of sweat trickle down their sad skin
Loneliness thrives on nights like these
and they dance with it
They wait until it loves them
But it never does
and from that they suffer
their hunger makes them empty
the only thing they understand
is that they have to lose themselves
in order to find themselves
but their way of getting lost
is in the impulses
in the grazes of skin
and in clever exchanges of slurred words
they are held up by nothing
but a bass reverberation
a mixed drink
and maybe the hope
that they won't sleep alone tonight
and while this happens
Lonlieness sits in the dark corner
laughing at his victims
watching as they hopelessly
try to rid themselves of him
but he wrings out every ounce
of dignity they have
and injects it into his own veins
because with a name like Lonely
you will need all the dignity you can get
and his victims have lost their money
lost their time
and lost their energy
at the expense of what they believe is living
but these nights are not living
and will never even edge close to it
If they were truly satisfied
they wouldn't need
the sleazy pleasures these clubs allow
These are not glory days
and it's sad to know
people die thinking they are
If you want glory
Pick yourself up from these shoddy moments
and go make a difference in the world
but until then
the awful truth rests at this;
Loneliness is the most loyal company
some people will ever have

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this on my iPhone while I was at a nightclub.

Comments about A Night With Negligence by Vanessa Grixti

  • (9/13/2012 2:34:00 PM)

    This poem is so funny I just lived it a couple weeks ago. Just the tipsy looks in the eyes of a lot of people said somebody anybody. I remember thinking it all pretty sad. Great read. Really enjoyed (Report) Reply

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  • Vanessa Grixti (9/4/2012 12:38:00 AM)

    Wow, thank you both! It means a lot to hear that. Appreciate the kind words :) (Report) Reply

  • Bethany Buhl (9/2/2012 1:29:00 PM)

    Wow that's interesting that you wrote this at a night club. It's just so deep and you explain those feeling so well. Your quite an amazing writer. Just thought I should throw that out there in-case you didn't know that already, but i'm sure you already know your an amazing writer. Thanks for sharing this with all of us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 17, 2013

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