Taste

I remember moans

And dreams and screams and cries and flies

And odes and howl and obscene lies

And obscene truth and pills and pills

I remember the room

And surrounded by pills

I looked up suicide with s for scream

And a bleak uicide

I needed your breath to breathe me to into life

To suffer and love and suffer and smile

And suffer and dream and suffer and die I tried

I tried to live

I tried to breathe I tried my pills

I tried my blade I tried my wrists

I tried your love the only taste

The only taste that saved my Life

Where am I?

29 thoughts on “Taste

  1. Remove that last line and you have a bingo. You already know where you are. You just told us. Maybe it’s presumptuous of me to butt in like this since I really don’t know you or your work, but I am also being candid about how that last line impacts. Maybe it’s obvious. I am troubled by nihilism. But if you were a true nihilist, you wouldn’t care, right? LOL.

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      1. But you did create a whole, whether you believe it or not. The last line is a different voice. What you do in your own mind, becoming a witness, a critic or a judge with yourself, questioning your memory or your perception, may be painful for you and a seemingly unavoidable part of your inner process. But making a statement such as you did and leaving it as it is, without judgment or apology, that is the poetry of your space…if you can share it as it is….and leaving it as it is, with all its pregnant uncertainty, doesn’t fix you to anything. You still have complete freedom to go wherever you are and not care.

        Is there a typo in this line?–“I needed your breath to breathe me to into life.”

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  2. Hey, this is amazing work.

    “I needed your breath to breathe me to into life

    To suffer and love and suffer and smile

    And suffer and dream and suffer and die I tried

    I tried to live”

    ~ These lines gave me real resonation with the feeling that was projected in your words.
    I admire, as another commented, the raw style of your writing.
    It’s just wonderful to see other writers speak honestly about things most people avoid thinking and talking about.

    Keep going, I appreciate you.

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