JB Writes Too

F-U-C-K (13/09/08)

Arkashic
Archaic
Anarchistic
Words swim around my mind
Squelching through toothpaste
and brushstrokes
Shame I feel
as I stare
into blue digital waves
I feel tired
this prevents me though
of sleep and blinks
emotions run high
as four letter
flash up onto the screen
F-U-C-K
Controversial once
yes
but 30 parts later
people bicker among themselves
Why? Why?
How can he do this to us?
Us!Us! of all people
We’ve been here
Tearing him limb from limb
Since god knows when
How can you forsake Us?
In your hour of need
Let us chastise
and patronise
until you feel
Like fighting again
Let us take away the pain here
by giving you the pain there
Dogged by indifference
as squabbles resolve
by delete
I listen now
to a song that breaks my heart
so far away it has travelled from to meet me
yet here it is
before me
with pictures to match
like spells conjured and laboured
in a cauldron by a witch
Like magic
the music breaks the silence
conversations errupt
so unique
and encoded
in small black print
on a saturday night
multi-skills and long distance
laser beams
astonish
my knowledge lacking
and like a child
i laugh with wide eyes
and amusement
at fireworks
and cheers
and photographs and breath
reminds me
Ok
this is surreal