Upon Listening To The First Solo In No Twilight …

Cake short and sweet Wednesday write-in #61 –
Upon Listening To The First Solo In No Twilight Within The Courts Of The Sun

No more brown coke with my fried bean to cup

No more binary synthetic harmony

No more processed elephant banter chit-chat

No more care for your surface black eye-rimmed eyeballs

No more menthol-laden ether tether dangling from the above sky

No more appointed love in appointed love-books

No more circumstance poetry

No more houses ogling at the bedroom windows of the other houses during ogling hours

No more labels for traumas under glass

No more silent time around exposed bodies

No more diagonal relief between heart beat-important patterns

(No more heart beat-important patterns)

No more time for addressing endings or give way to absence

No more impedance on the horizon

I apparently got hooked on that weekly writing challenge … Here are the prompts : Menthol, Fried, Secret, Blind Date, Chit-chat. Hope you enjoy it. The link for Cake short and sweet can be found on the right in the blogs I follow (ctrl+F helps in any case)
The song mentioned in the title is a great piece of chaotic rock by Steven Wilson and can be found here

3 responses to “Upon Listening To The First Solo In No Twilight …

  • SJ O'Hart

    I love some of the images this poem creates, particularly the ‘ether tether dangling from the above sky’ and the ‘appointed love-books’; it reads to me like poetry written in the 23rd century, something really futuristic and SF-tinged, pared back to pure imagery and flashes of metaphor. I’m sure I understand it in a totally different way to you, but all I know is I like it. I like the language, and I like what it does to my imagination. :)

    • Godefroy D.

      I’m very pleased to have this effect with my writing :) also 23rd century poetry is probably one of the greatest comments i’ll ever get on my poetry :3 Thanks a lot for commenting ! I can only recommend the amazing track mentioned in the title and linked at the bottom of the page and hope you’ll enjoy it as well :) Cheers !

  • Elaine McKay

    I really enjoyed it too. I read it as someone giving up on an already dead relationship that they had been trying to cling on to. I also feel like they’re turning their back on suburban living of some sort- maybe a futuristic suburbia? I am rambling now. But great.

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