Saturday, October 1, 2011

Family Snapshot

"Speak your mime," they said,
so I did,
only to find myself both mute and vilified.

"Open wide," they said,
and sent the carts,
rattling along the darkened tracks like spastics.

At the bottom,
is everything I ever choked back;
milky-eyed, fat-lipped horrors, with folded, featherless wings,
and a knack for surviving on each others' blood.

"Shine your light!" they said,
as burning moths fell from my eyes like splintered bones;
"Fire in the hole!" they cried,
bright with glowing logs inside their own.

for The Imaginary Garden With Real Toads


hedgewitch said...

Yeesh. I feel like I need to take a shower and lock the door and look under the bed now. Very vivid--too vivid for the under twelve mental age bracket like me.

And that version of Put A Spell makes John Fogarty sound like a choirboy.

Brian Miller said...

dang...the shine your light and fire in the hole stanza is tight...yeah this has grit...nice shay...

Marion said...

Awesome, Shay, just chilling. I love it. And the song is perfect with it. xo

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Whoa, so powerful!!!!!! "milky-eyed fat-lipped horrors with folded featherless wings" just might be the best line ever written. Whew. And then the whole burning moths/glowing logs thing. So brilliant!

Old Raven said...

Screamin Jay has a wonderin eye. Love him. Love this poem, It tells me that I'd like your mind.

Anonymous said...

I read somewhere that children with difficult childhoods are destined to do something great with their lives; that is what the training was for. What shall we do?

Kerry O'Connor said...

Oh yes! surrealism flows quite effortlessly from your pen. What I like the most about this poem is its wholeness and originality. It is not bound by the picture. Those opening lines are brilliant, and the tone throughout so well maintained.

Thank you for sharing your work on Real Toads.

The PostMan said...

Your pen is pumped up full with creativity.

Awesome. Awesome. Awesome!

The PostMan

Ostensible Truth said...

oh I love this response! so stark and powerful - it carries such weight - love "speak your mime" - only to be found mute - brilliantly done! nice!

mac said...

"Don't ask me what I think of you,
I might not give the answer you want me to."

That's for them, 'cause YOU already know ;-)

Kim Nelson said...

This poem is so damned smart. I love that about you and your work, Shay... with astounding intelligence, creative genius and an uncanny awareness of the dark side, you create art from scenarios that stifle lesser souls.

Mama Zen said...

Whoa! A very wild ride, my dear.

Susie Clevenger said...

Terror spoken through verse...great job!!

RachelW said...

I like it. This works for me.