Poetry / The e Lipogram: Dropping Tabs
it
starts
with a shrinking mouthful of singularity
with illicit chalky bolus sub-atomic insidious
swallowing fading light of sight and sound and clarity
all slow succumbing to inky dark dancing sparks
to slinky sharp sonic parabolic disparity
all palatial visio-spatial distortions
through transudation hallucination
of ghostly mortal proportions
through popping pillbox pox
of crackling skin and soma gunshots
and quick fast loss of past
and all that upcoming succumbing
to flushing rushing mask
and sultry musk
just
in
my throat
drip slipping down from dayglo halo crown unbound
on slippy spinal tip tap tow
from mouth to south and fractious souls so low
on downy hair caught writhing scything so
all sonogram scratch
all punch drunk mismatch
adoring drawing dot dash
and cross hatch
star map
blinding witching cat
black wood touch tap
lucky
this obscuring warm glow oblivious syntax
all basic bighting bit back
arching curving slick slack
doubling troubling up
all twisting Mobius mindfuck in
racing pacing lost translation
linguistic mix
in mind oration
mortis rigour copulation
all blurring aura invitation
cast in fairy dust
just
and soon this man is all waxy polish gurning
spurning punctuating marks
all rapid gush turning
and marching on this spot
to tinpot dictator
parading his twitching
his pin prick dilator
to salaciously uniform musical narrator
so our pupils
flail
about
such
continuous and vigorous
no lacuna no coda
spiky with lightning and whisky and soda
so rhythmic sinusoidal
so drawn out and dry
lip cracking zygotic
and born out of high
this artistic capacity
sagacity of i
just falling
and dancing
just
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I got quite lost in this. Sounds like the drugs were taken before the writing. Only joking. It is a bit intense for me.
Intresting piece! I loved the way you presented this!
Acid. This was really amazing. Generally, what I find on this site is so boring, so structured, following that unwritten concept that everything should be written a certain way and include ten comparisons to seashells or oak trees…
How refreshing to have found a poet with their incredible, very OWN voice. I have never read anything exactly like this, and I think that’s an immense accomplishment. Your combinations of words, formatting, and rhyming were all show-stopping. I really enjoyed this, maybe I have a taste for the unusual, but I don’t care.
There are several things I like about this poem. One, the subject. Rolling good time.
Two, the tornado-like structure of the words themselves. It’s as if the e tornado is going to wreak it’s chaos and destruction upon my monitor or page.
Three, the way the language flows…it’s fluid. It flows so well than meaning of one thought is lost in the next thought, much like a rolling racing mind….petering out into stumbling nothingness at the end, at the crash…
For those reasons I like it.
This is very good. You cleverly structure the poem and the rhythm constantly reflects the points you are making (I love the way the pace quickened in the lines “all rapid gush turning
and marching on this spot
to tinpot dictator”).
There’s some fantastic imagery in this and the poem sounds great read aloud.
Well done
xxx
Even Nancy Reagan would have a problem just saying NO! to this Nice flow, I like the winding twisted nature of your word flow. Nothing is wasted as you transition from text to abstract text. It felt like rain drops dripping on my brain, and it feels good. N The way you framed the words worked for me also.
Keep up the great work! Im not a poet but I know what I like,
You have some very good internal rhyming and alliteration going on in this piece. Even the way you set it up is very nice as far as aesthetic look. This is a trip. I almost felt like I was tripping reading it.
I got a contact high from this one, or maybe a flashback. Your descriptive narrative draws you down a slide of imagery so intense and rhythmic. your rhyming is effortless and out of the box. Careful not to abuse these brilliant brain cells too hard.
This was great! that last “just”...just had me hanging in mid-air…quite a trip!
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