I’ve seen the electric
snakes and the human
tigers- sometimes they
become electric tigers
and human snakes- but
only at times. Always
plowing the streets like
rockets and stray lithers.
I sit here and suffer from
a perpetual self professed
desire to be unhappy born
out of meretricious catharses
constantly brought on by the
transient world, or is it the
ambient world? Either way it
is the world at large that does
this- not the world in parts of
summum bonum.
And. I’ve been kissed by the
lovely dolphin maidens- that
some say come from the sea.
I’m not sure if the latter is true,
but I do know their nettle kisses
sting me feeling like a hundred
thousand pin pricks on my lips.
They take some of me, and leave
me in return bruises and whispers
of games of chance played
against the dogs of heaven.
Note: Written as part of the OpenLinkNight over at dVerse Poets Pub
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haha, not sure that is a fair trade for the bruises and chances…stinigng nettle kisses could not be bad in the right circumstances….dolphin maidens…now that is an image…smiles…
Brian, you are right about the circumstances when it comes to those lovely dolphin maidens- glad ya enjoyed that image, brother. Peace.
I really enjoyed the whole tone of this poem…a bit surrealistic, but definitely things I can relate to. Nice work, Matt.
Victoria, certainly it is a bit on the surreal side, but I am still glad you were able to relate to it. Thanks for reading- hope you stop by again. Peace.
Really like the last stanza and especially the ending!
Glad you enjoyed the last stanza, and the ending so much as I really felt that is what brought the entire poem together as well. Peace.
enjoyed this, loved the last line.
Mark, thanks for stopping by, and glad you enjoyed this piece- I was uber happy with the last line as well- so I am glad it resonated with yourself. Peace.
They take some of me, and leave
me in return bruises and whispers
of games of chance played
against the dogs of heaven.. what cool verse matt
Great imagination, I love surreal fantasy 🙂
Thanks for stopping by and reading- and if you love surreal fantasy you will at times love some of my poems as many do at times fall into that category. Peace.
Great imagery here. Surreal, mystic and vivid.
Thank you for stopping by and yes this poem contains some very deep personal mythology- invent your own or be a slave as William Blake said.