Tuesday, 4 March 2008

I insist on poetry

Damn, I was hoping I'd get the inaugural post. I guess it's only natural neo would beat me to it. I'm not sure how much of our own personality we're allowed to inject into these posts, but I'm just going to go ahead and do it my way until someone tells me to stop, k? I've had a pretty rotten week, so I want to feature something uplifting. Also, neo has a stated preference for prose- I'm going to go ahead and balance him with my own preference for poetry. Here's a fairly recent piece, with a slightly kitschy, but nonetheless very original title for a poem we can all relate to. Thanks, depressperado.

Baby, I'm a Capacitor in the Circuit of Your Love

I want to be someone to everybody,
or everyone to somebody.

My heart spewing smoke with every beat,
your roots wrapping it up and holding me tight,
keeping me still and safe and close to the ground,
and always close to you.

And a cold wind blows, and it pulls me hard,
and I'm dragged kicking and screaming across the cold hard ground.
but I pull back, and I hold steady, and I'm still here with you.

I need a life, I need music, I need friends, I need a job, I need you.
I need a firm hand, I need a safety line, I need sandbags, I need help.
I need to be weighed down, 'else I'm gone with the next stong gust.

It's not that I'm tired, it's not that I'm bored, you know how happy I am.
It's just so much easier to start all over, so much easier with a blank slate.
I don't like feeling this way, and I'm trying to fight it, but lord, you gotta know,
you gotta know how hard this is.

I need this heavy heart to hold me here, I need this weight on my shoulders to keep me still.

I've tried church, prayer and salvation to calm my head, to keep me from pacing,
When I kneeled before that altar, I didn't feel that warm light, no call from on high, no choir of angels,
I just felt sick.
I tried those drugs, they slowed me down, and made my head light, they cured what ails me,
that's for certain.

I found you, and you keep me grounded, there's no getting away and that's just what I need.

I want to be someone to everybody,

or everyone to somebody.

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