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My life as a parenthetical statement
by Vikki Owens(dreamed last night about Santeria, focus comes and goes. applaud me as i fail. pelvis becomes midpoint, centerfold. i've become a living merry-go-round, at breakneck speeds and pleading for release from this horse and pony show.
i cried today, for the first time in what seems like forever. though its only been six months, its six months too long, im starting to believe in Voodoo. Zydeco is my middle name now, or didnt i tell you? it seems the days go by, the whirling of the circles in the sky, and i never ask, and never know why.
i dont cook for myself, and my cupboards are empty, my money gets spent on the pursuit of happiness. these days my happiness comes in powders and pills. ever felt you were on a rollercoaster without a track?
if i could have you back, reanimate this corpse of a life...
im inbetween that me and the new me. my life in parenthesis.) 11/01/2009 Posted on 11/02/2009
Copyright © 2026 Vikki Owens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Paganini Jones on 09/16/11 at 09:20 AM Congratulations on POTD! I 'love' how you capture that sense of being on hold, and the analogy of being in parenthesis. An excellent prose poem and a delight to read |
| Posted by Austin Halling-Rowe on 09/16/11 at 05:37 PM Finally a great poem! I felt every line...and wept with you! |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 09/16/11 at 08:47 PM A really fantastic write. I haven't felt these things in a while, but it doesn't make them any less agonizing. Congrats on POTD |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 09/16/11 at 08:50 PM This piece is so deserving of POTD. Great concept- great format. Congratulations! |
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