#1016701 added September 26, 2021 at 9:56am Restrictions: None
Possession
What possesses me?
I’m bothered by information flowing through me
from room to room.
No filter, nothing to deflect
as it seeps through pores of thin flesh
and into veins
navigating avenues to ventricles of my heart
that fuels an empty soul.
These particles that fly through the air,
a swarm.
They are never ending, and insisting
that they possess my impulses,
as I hold tight to something,
like you. That I should open my eyes
and illuminate the world,
that I should genuflect.
This body isn’t the host,
doesn’t need possession.
But wants to ask,
how did you know the lonely so well,
would unwittingly open the door
on the pretense
I’d let you in?
9.3.21
I decided I like this. Usually dislike what I write. But only because of what it expresses, because it lacks what most pursue as poetry with clever devices to convey. This is more lyrical, straightforward, having a song's quality. Though, it is just the bridge. No chorus or repeated words needed. It is about feeling manipulated and confronting the abuser with wonder.
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