Possess Poets

By tmanzano

It isn't that you come here moaning 
or flailing about the doors of her rooms
in an apparent apparitional brilliance 

or that you move between her walls, omnipotent 
at odd hours chain rattling,

but more.

You make noise of a thousand fears -

of dying
of living
of beseech 
of neglect,

in a wailing assertion.

If you want dominion over her, break something -

her future,
her past,
her heart,
   
        her thoughts.

If not,
she will most likely 
cast you out to dolts
awakened by faint noise 
in other cul-de-sacs.

Her home
owns a sedentary poet,
seduced by her despondence -

as aloof as anyone you have 
ever strived to inhabit.

She will not know of you
lacking possession.

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Copyright 2016 tmanzano
Published on Sunday, April 3, 2016.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I can not begin to conjure up the words to describe the way this made me feel. Your ink is as deep as the ocean and I wish to drown in it

  • Queazenart On Sunday, April 17, 2016, Queazenart (237)By person wrote:

    So, due to the fairly sparse nature of it, I've had to read this poem over a few times and let it digest, and this is what I've determined: The person the speaker is referring to is a person representative of most people. They feel, think, react, and are aware of the many facets of the human condition. The speaker, though, is a detached, cold, distant person that isn't privy to all that. The speaker is either ignorant of or agitated by the other person's attempts to get close to them, even though they should be grateful anyone cares at all. The speaker seems... Dramatic, but in a subdued way. Frankly, they seem like an asshole. I know that you said this piece is about you from when your depression had the better of you, which helps a lot with putting some meat on the poem's bones, so I'm going to presume the speaker is a representation of you at your worst. Maybe I'm presuming wrong, though, and you really were an asshole... But then again, we've all been that same asshole, me as much as you, so who's to judge? XD Anyways, you asked for me to comment, so I guess you got it. Keep writing, brother. I can't wait to see more.

  • tmanzano On Monday, April 18, 2016, tmanzano (229)By person wrote:

    I am, in fact, the asshole. Wonderfully done Q. My faith restored in this peice. I fear I have a tendency to leave little meat on the bone for the reader. I can't thank you enough for the interpretation.

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