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Look At You
by John HerzogPull your hands down;
they've been flying through shelves
and the old cupboards
in the kitchen of your cocoon
Pull them away
from the shards
of the good china you shattered
in your frenzy to find a syringe
big enough to fill
your hollow veins
Won't take but a little
to put you to sleep,
but how much will it take
to wake you?
Pull away
from your best friends
the knives
in the drawer by the dishwasher
'cause they'll betray you
just like the rest of them,
and you might just find
they stab you in the back
There are more scars
on your skin than skin;
and somewhere, beneath,
I swear I will find you 06/09/2010 Author's Note: Pardon the rusty writing. I'll probably pull it down to edit and resubmit at a later date. I just don't feel like this came out right.
Posted on 06/09/2010
Copyright © 2024 John Herzog
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 06/09/10 at 03:10 PM I don't think that it's wrong...I think that it has a lot of raw power on its own and elements that almost everyone has experienced at some point or another...I'm interested to see what you end up doing to soften this piece...which really isn't very rusty, after all. |
| Posted by Wendy Geal on 04/15/14 at 06:23 PM I agree. Not rusty at all, I love raw poetry. I especially loved: "There are more scars
on your skin than skin;
and somewhere, beneath,
I swear I will find you" There is some beautiful imagery in this. |
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