Nosce Te Ipsum

by William Brunk

the shades in my mind go down at nine
i'm all alone without myself

solitaire the mirrors stare
that seduced my vulnerability

animals freed to bite and bleed
when safe in anonymity

the doors are locked
no one has talked

indulge your sensibilities.


Posted on 09/01/2009
Copyright © 2024 William Brunk

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 09/01/09 at 03:50 PM

...outstanding! Well done and welcome to Pathetic.....

Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 09/05/09 at 03:15 AM

perfect title, great sound, strong voice, "i'm all alone without myself," stunning. pk

Posted by Laura Doom on 09/11/09 at 11:39 PM

Good to read something that shows consideration for poetics -- internal rhyme & rhythm -- to give this piece self-awareness.

Posted by Matthew Sharp on 09/20/09 at 02:48 AM

the concepts of this lights me up inside... mirrors and vulnerability...

Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/23/09 at 08:45 PM

I feel loneliness in this, and being shut off and shut out. Each stanza has a thought-twisting impact.

Posted by Elle O'Connor on 09/25/09 at 03:38 AM

Post more.

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/29/09 at 06:41 PM

...like the tadum tadum of this and it's relentless in a short bursts...how much reality is one/you willing to suffer, eh?...i really like the artistry and punch.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/07/09 at 02:57 AM

This is a potentially very scary place, or very liberating, depending on how one bites. I like the tension, love that third line, and the discomfort left within me.

Posted by JD Clay on 11/08/09 at 05:59 PM

This brings to mind the phrase: dance like no one is watching. Mainly because you can’t do that unless you know yourself. From the meaningful and time tested Latin title to your indulgence in fine poetics, well done.

Posted by V. Blake on 10/08/10 at 04:58 PM

I can't say I have read your work before, William, but I am gonna have to go get caught up. This is remarkable.

Posted by Mo Couts on 07/06/11 at 04:13 AM

I took Latin in high school and have a tattoo of this very saying on my upper back...so I had to stop by and read the poem. I wasn't disappointed.

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