intentionalism
By capt_funguy
if not holier than smoke , certainly
holier than thou ...
i'm so up ...
a corner eye capture of myself ..
whizzing by - metallic green
hurriedly determined ... highest
frequency dart proving air's density
proving randomness' lure
perked ears aimed intensely toward the center
of a rutkus ...
and the rutkus grows - forces - rumbles ...
closer - center expanding
silence so sudden as the buzzing , whizzing
affirmation stops .....
i can't listen hard enough -
lost connection
i sit still ...
stillest
chewing nothing at a time ..
i hear the faultering heartbeat
in my neck ..
and the ugliest compacted words from a
mouth so restricted
still .... with intentional breath placed
slightest conspicuous
strange fear
i remove the greens and reds and blacks
from my plate ..
this isn't at all excessive ...
this could be my last meal ..
could be the only thing that i care to
remember from this point on
it's the only approach that makes sense
intentional everything
no thoughtless mistakes before i'm blank-
no careless last breaths-
no pushcheek pastry cherry mulm
falling out of my face when my head's lifted
by a waft breeze aft it's removed from my
neck that wasn't even tensed ...
wasn't thinking about how important that was to
the whole thing .....
when someone , somewhere , somehow tragic - falls from
what they expected of themselves as
children without thought of tomorrow
while making great chase towards dragonflies , and
capturing them only to pull wings , and legs , and
thorax apart looking for a dangerous mouth that wasn't there
i'll be extinguished by the empuzzled , yet intentional
discovery monster choking out what he believes to
be paradoxical...
but the paradox wasn't there either
the only way to combat blind stupidity is
intentionalism practices that let you know when
questions that need no answers ... arise
but the fucker won't ever even know his
dream is dead .... won't ever know that when the
creature came apart in his hands -
the damage was irreperable , and he became creaturish
when he wiped his hands clean of dragonfly , his hands
were left stained , the dirty mits of ugly
unintentional avenues ...
the dirt under the nails ... the angelical fleshfabric -
scratched away , turned to gritty bloodstained
blackened grime
once beatiful , now death
tastes of sin - smells of sick
i am very aware of him ... and knowing he exists , is
knowing there's a question in his diverted existence
that will be the death of me
he doesn't ask with words
and can't patiently wait for answers
he rips limbs from thorax , head from neck ...
and finds nothing
he just leaves eventually , flustered again ,
with your grit under his nails ...
disturbing the quiet that he made ...
convinced that things are hidden too
effectively ...
not accepting that some things mean no harm
Comments on "intentionalism"
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On Sunday, February 8, 2009, lovechild
(43) wrote:
i feel my mortality and the futility of existing more strongly than ever thanks to this piece of work you stabbed me with thank you!
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On Monday, December 31, 2007, carlosjackal
(2789) wrote:
There's a delicate reflective quality to this piece that I really, really like..and I love the dragonfly metaphor..how the destruction reveals no secrets, no magic..the mind does not fly, only denies, too much forced effort, too much try. You are one beautiful dragon fly writer, you've stumbled upon the secret and grinning all the way..Sweet, my Yank brother :) P.S. I'm really hoping you make it to England next Summer..have a few pints and then jump on a couple of dragonflies and head towards the burning of the midnight lamp.
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On Monday, July 18, 2005, TheBardOfBlasphemy
(357) wrote:
This is confounding. Impressive but also frustrating. I can really appreciate how far you stretched your senses to bring this one back to us. Good stuff
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On Saturday, November 27, 2004, Necromancer
(71) wrote:
once again i started to read a poem thinking one thing then half way into it i am faced with what it really is about. the wording is great and it teaches a lesson. your skill is always great capt. -justin
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On Friday, November 19, 2004, TropicalSnowstorm
(1580) wrote:
"children without thought of tomorrow while making great chase towards dragonflies , and capturing them only to pull wings , and legs , and thorax apart looking for a dangerous mouth that wasn't there" - brilliant! I love your style. Ciao, T/S
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On Friday, October 22, 2004, Dancing_Monkey
(1228) wrote:
A little note that can be deleted ..I get unline the third . and then il return to this.
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On Friday, October 8, 2004, birdwell
(138) wrote:
i'm astounded, and adrift in thought again... your still the man :) ~db~
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On Wednesday, September 29, 2004, sixsixnine
(476) wrote:
oh shit! damn this just left me in pieces! love this.. i think i'll sing it this time.. *669*
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On Wednesday, September 29, 2004, Revolting Theatre
(31) wrote:
Capt...that made me feel like a complete fraud of a poet. That was brilliant. -Josh
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On Tuesday, September 21, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
Sometimes it takes sitting still and just listening to hear the hypocrisy, to hear the screaming...Too much pixellated death, desensitization to horror, when a mother and a child means nothing more than their affiliation...
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On Tuesday, September 21, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
Faith bombs drop filled with prayers on shanty towns...Dragonflies become dragons when provoked...Blame passes around like a joint, but one of us isn't smoking anything but the wisp from a gun barrel...
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On Tuesday, September 21, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
Everything is a potential threat man, don't your read the papers? The dragonfly was going nuclear on us, could see it in its eyes...Excuses, excuses, excuses...Curiosity killed the cat and the cats family will NEVER forgive...
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On Tuesday, September 21, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
"He doesn't ask with words / and can't patiently wait for answers" Your subtle liek a knife in the back, wham bam thank you mam, no fucking around with you, no sir, i like my meat rare and without gravy...
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On Tuesday, September 21, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
You are the Blake of our age, the metaphorical misanthrope...Every literature class should get to read this, every modern man should fill his mind with these concepts...
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A former member wrote:
Scheiße. You're brilliant and beautiful.
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, purr_verse
(1052) wrote:
completely.damn.excellent. too many brilliant lines within for me to single out any particular one... phenomenal write that i could (and suspect will) immerse in repeatedly and find more every time. *click*
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, Zhee
(529) wrote:
this left me absolutely stunned! thanks!amazing work!
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A former member wrote:
godamn man, a pradox of deep random equations running like an industrial sewing machine over the seam of my brain, made me twist and bend to compensate...great stuff.
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, Anth
(1126) wrote:
this is just perfect,in everything it conveys in yoru unmistakeable style,the concepts precise like robotic sewing,and many deep and aweing parts especially
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, Anth
(1126) wrote:
around the middle verses that just removed the eyes out of my head,like faith,the wording too cool as ever
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, girlafraid
(479) wrote:
this makes me think of so many parallels, all the beings that destroy others for no reason...this is really what we have to fear...whoever would protect the dragonflies in this metaphor...thats what i strive to be...what would it be?
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, girlafraid
(479) wrote:
i am a rabid dog...i need to learn kung fu...
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On Friday, September 17, 2004, boundandfallen
(32) wrote:
this reminds me of my thought process when i have a head cold. brings me back.
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A former member wrote:
damn