the new never seen orbit.

By King_Crazy_Dave

      Okay so I need to start somewhere, but my emotions are far to viscous a fluid to squeeze through poetry's thin nozzle. I dont know what this is. It is a start, is all, It's something. I took the attachment off my heart's extruder and just pulled the lever here. 

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You know, I hear they cancelled the eclipse. We're all out here sun-staring for lack of skyward splendor, impatient for the cliché constellations of the farther, less blinding stars of night. In a sort of verbal irony our sun has us starry eyed, we're going blind getting our moneys worth. But we took our break for this, and will be damned if forced to face eachother.  murmurs and old gummy judgements too stale to snap start the displaced fish flop out of slack jaws and chap bittered lips. "we heard the moon has burned away, be it comets, be it humans, or the angry light of day, the moon has burned away". Meaningless speculation on tidal waves and werewolves trickle out on to the asphalt, sizzling in their novelty. All the rocks old indescretions glorified in light of this awesome spontaneous vaporization.
I'm tight with the moon though, and I saw "showtime" written in the dust amidst vacuum deafness and astronaut footprints. I saw it all capital and proud and excitedly scratched the night before. the rugged little space-thing, holiday excitement vibrating crater deep over its big play, to show off the ring trick to her splendid face, his home planet. I woke up with a ringing in my ears and the underwater feeling, the sticky pressure of gravity thick in sinus. The axis had shifted, earths poles snagging and twisting her moons equatorial rails, tying knots in a familiar path. It was simply pushed out of sight.
 Soon our vision will be seared from our impossible frames, nobody will see the moon again, blind to it having fell out of an angry orbit. There will forever be stories of the day the moon burned up, but didnt.


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Copyright 2013 King_Crazy_Dave
Published on Monday, April 29, 2013.     Filed under: "Reflective" and

Author's Note:

dont read into it too far, kids.
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  • Arch and Breezeblock On Tuesday, March 31, 2015, Arch and Breezeblock (72)By person wrote:

    i don't know why this had me laughing all the way through

  • HeadpatSlut On Wednesday, May 1, 2013, HeadpatSlut (307)By person wrote:

    I'll have to agree with butcher on this one, at first these words seem scattered, but the detain and diction was like a glue that kept me pinned down as I read on, that's what sets you and I apart dave, I can only write a certain way, but whenever I read something you've written I'm left shamed by it, even when you're not sure what you're doing you end up with this weird scene that paints up an incredibly vivid picture in my head, this thing kept me pinned down as I read on, thanks for posting. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: Having trouble writing? Write anyway. I like that you do that sometimes. I do it often myself. These words are completely absurd yet I read this with a perfectly straight face. It both expresses & denies all common sense. Welcome back to the forge...hammer away. Scholar

  • Dei On Tuesday, April 30, 2013, Dei (703)By person wrote:

    So... this is about mooning ppl? You know you can get arrested for that? Then you are a registed sex offender fer lyfe!

  • soul_versing On Tuesday, April 30, 2013, soul_versing (1096)By person wrote:

    The perfect read at 6 AM this was intriguing and insightful. I enjoy a good imagination. You're "Awesome" Dave.. Bows to you sir Scholar

  • Star On Monday, April 29, 2013, Star (1185)By person wrote:

    i don't know what to say about this, but... you weave such imagery in this poem.. absolutely astonishing... glad to read you again, dave (:

  • lupus tenebrae On Monday, April 29, 2013, lupus tenebrae (1016)By person wrote:

    Funny that you chose this subject matter as a way of getting back into the swing of things. Often times, I'd stare into the endless precession of stars and more than likely, have something to say about them. It takes capable hands to even scratch the surface of what's out there, this was penned by one such pair. Scholar

  • dwells On Monday, April 29, 2013, dwells (5703)By person wrote:

    Your fantasy has just enough logic to make it real, and your subjects always include a healthy dose of knowledge that you build-on. Never knew poetry to have such a thin nozzle, but I'm just an extrusion too. Gummy judgements and flopping fish do tend to encourage group think, much enjoyed!

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