Gangrene Idols…And the Allergic Creamy Grimoire


Masculinity void

Spit-microbe feast,

A memory eats cramps

Our laughter wrinkles.

Sand stomachs assassinate

Needle-popsicles center the flavor.

The birds never ask to breath,

Frantic itself bloats,

Nourish the gangrene idols,

Perpetuate astrology without un-stuffed acuity.

Harbingers dulled by dumb rush sobbing,

A swollen dot blubbers,

4, 5, 6, peel off Decembers immortality

Built my odor a stage of abattoir,

Restitution…and the allergic creamy grimoire,

Tie a noose around pause,

Spray unwishful yawns, may the truth be the flirtation to your hate.

 

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53 thoughts on “Gangrene Idols…And the Allergic Creamy Grimoire

  1. wow…what a tapestry of words and images…i love the form as well; pretty cool!! … and, I love that last line…great work CZ1 😀

    1. Thank you Sir.

      I did something different with the writing formatting and giving it a different view point.
      The poem itself can be seen in two separate parallel universes.
      I’m glad you loved the last line. 🙂

      The delicate balance of mentoring someone is not creating them in your own image, but giving them the opportunity to create themselves.
      ~Steven Spielberg

  2. Your imagery is of a class of its own. I love how this could be read as two poems at the same time. There is always a perpetual desire for motion in your poetry. My favorite line was the “noose around pause”. 🙂 I enjoyed it!!

    1. Thank you Dajena.

      Yes, this poem can be read in two different worlds.
      Everything in one’s world is connected to the galaxy and its stars.

      ah! the noose around pause, that idea came to me as imagining the central metaphor of hanging pause in mid air. Pause being the idea of (what if we have the ability to freeze time right in its place, then we can always rewind back).

  3. Reading this I felt, as though two worlds were colliding and running back and forth. I particularly like the lines; ‘Sand stomachs assassinate’, ‘Needle-popsicles center the flavor.’

    But the last lines brought it all together perfectly; ‘Tie a noose around pause’ ‘Spray unwishful yawns, may the truth be the flirtation to your hate’
    A brilliant write, your mind and work fascinates me Charlie. You are in a league of your own.

    1. Thank you Jennifer.

      hahahaha!!! Yes, my writing does feel like a collision into two worlds finding the meaning in an alternate universe.

      Each & every line divines a certain clarity, most gathering a piece of time, teaching time itself the meaning of its own life, second the air, teaching the air to continue to give us humans air to breath and feel inspiration.

      🙂

        1. Thank you Jennifer,

          Happy to inspire hope in the world and spread a good message of happiness.

          When we meet real tragedy in life, we can react in two ways – either by losing hope and falling into self-destructive habits, or by using the challenge to find our inner strength. Thanks to the teachings of Buddha, I have been able to take this second way.
          ~Dalai Lama

  4. Wow! This was intense for me in a good way! 🙂 I like the way you made us sort of “zigzag” with your thoughts 🙂 Also, you have made me realize I need to expand my vocabulary! lol Thank you for sharing! 🙂

  5. Wow…amazing. I have to say the last line is my favorite. The line that most interests me is 4, 5, 6 peel off December’s immortality. Are the numbers April May June? I have the image of ripping a band aid off of a wound.

    1. Thank you.

      To answer your question about the line I wrote:

      4, 5, 6 peel off December’s immortality. Are the numbers April May June?

      To my knowledge I didn’t even notice this until you pointed it out.
      So, in a sense – yes April, May, & June.

      Something about those numbers and months have a big impact or significance to our worlds shift.

      1. Awesome, the last few years have been quite transformational… lots of situations dealt out by life for individuals and society to get better or bitter. So, maybe intuitively you felt that April May and June added to that shift quite a bit. Cheers!

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