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Monday
By TropicalSnowstorm
Another cold Monday
and my mind wanders like a vagrant
waiting for the last crumbs of sunlight
to be swallowed by El Jefe.
When the final bits are consumed
I will be free to roam the darkness
with the working class vampires
who scavenge the night for sustenance.
Pouring strong drink
and inhaling thick smoke
as if it will fill the inner void
laughing as if the soul will follow.
With the sips come no knowledge
in the breath comes no life
inside the throng is no belonging
only the noise to stifle thought.
Grasping like a wraith at humanity
with hands that can lay hold of nothing
beyond this illusion lies a formless void
yearning for the Words ‘Let there be light’.
Another cold Monday
and mi Jefe has just wiped his mouth
but I will find a quiet place to talk
to my new friend with the nail-scarred hands.
Copyright 2000, Property of Steve McKennon and
Tropical Snowstorm Productions
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Published on Tuesday, February 20, 2001.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Monday"
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A former member wrote:
in my opinion this piece is magnificent. I can just imagine my self waiting for my 'jefe' to come
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On Tuesday, January 13, 2009, sixsixnine
(477)
wrote:
I love you man! I sit waiting for my jefe to pull out something I might want to... anyway I Love d it
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On Friday, March 25, 2005, Rone4611
(123) wrote:
"laughing as if the soul will follow. " Wow, that was really awesome. *becomes favorite quote*
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A former member wrote:
you're right I think were all waiting...
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A former member wrote:
i saw this one this morning !! It is beautiful.very different from the usual though no room for questions.
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On Monday, April 7, 2003, Jonas
(720) wrote:
re-read, and felt anew... monday... today is monday, this is why i chose this poem to read... and now instead of the earlier lines i feel: sips, no fill, breaths, no life... it is too true... i try to dive deep enough, not fly high enough.
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A former member wrote:
I love your writing style
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A former member wrote:
way to boil down the life of a cubicalite.
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On Wednesday, March 12, 2003, Jonas
(720) wrote:
so excellent. inside the throng is no belonging, only the noise to stifle thought... so true... but i will find a quiet place to talk with my new friend... once again, perfect...
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On Saturday, February 22, 2003, liquid_emotion
(323) wrote:
Reading this again... your description of the night life is so interesting... your way out is a miracle
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On Saturday, February 22, 2003, liquid_emotion
(323) wrote:
My absolute favorite.... very insightful
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