UKArchive ID: 26781Fitbin
Originally published on October 7, 2011 in Poetry
This piece is new and comes highly recommended, if no-one reads it, I will wilt and perish, like a lonely onion.
The future rolled up into a ball,
divinity and elegance, neutered and muted,
always looking away, afraid to perceive reality.
Dying slowly, as eternity reverses in audible pain,
the cold wind blows through a flame-punk's nightmare,
waking with a silent thud, too alive to notice.
An impersonal, aloof journey into vagary,
speeding beyond physical space and time,
the minds-eye distracted by white noise and junk DNA.
A double helix; those twin serpents of enlightenment,
but the shamanic dream is broken and abused by lies,
torment and fear now taste sweet, like a merciful poison.
Who is left to blame in the darkening end?
If it’s not you, then it must be me,
guilty of both condemning life and forgiving oblivion.
Archived comments for Carthaginian Peace
sunken on 08-10-2011
Here's hoping you don't wilt and perish, Mr. Fitbin. A strong a piece as you have ever written, in my sunky opinion. My opinion is trading down at the moment I'm afraid. I blame quantative pleasing. Top stuff all the same.
best before bedtime
hi there Sunken,
the value of your opinion can go up as well as down.
I've taken out a payment protection plan, so hopefully I'll do ok.
Mucho thanks for reading and responding.
admin on 08-10-2011
Hello Fit, nice to see you back 🙂
I found an ancient onion under my cooker the other day. It wasn't so much wilted and perished, as withered and mouldy. Not nice at all. Unlike your pome, which I enjoyed very much
it was good to post a piece that I was happy with, I think my output may consist of always trying to rewrite the same expressions.
Glad you enjoyed it - the pome not the onion
niece on 17-10-2011
Good one, fitbin...liked it a lot...
thanks for the comment, glad you did like it.
I do need a bit of encouragement now and again.