upon a cross of dreams [with a crown of metaphors]

~ Six-Out ~

this pen.
is my rusty nail.
leaving scars in my palm
in the wake of this
daily.crucifixion.

and I'd like to state- that I am nothing original
wisping overused words that mean little.
when I'm counting star-drops
and playing connect-the-dots with
my fa(u)ltered breathing. existing.
is all one can do- when...

and I'm no- broken record.
that's so retro. it just seems as if
my finger is lingering. on the repeat.button
maybe this time.
I can mean what I bleed.

bleeding. is as overrated as breathing.
and I like to scream at the moments
I'll never forget- as if time cares.
because it's the only father figure. I have.

and so. I'm speaking/ in broken fragments.
because anything more fractured than me
-obviously. makes me look better in comparison.
and who wouldn't want to look
into a shattered mirror. and see a saint.
cracked facial features. and a lopsided smile.
picasso would be proud.

so this burnt heart
is the only reminder now.
of this daily.crucifix(a)tion. bury me.
because being born was a big enough burden.
the first time.

and they tell me- this is art.
I say this is perversion of perception.
look closer.

you.cant.see[me]

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Comments on "upon a cross of dreams [with a crown of metaphors]"

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On Saturday, November 7, 2009, Qurious (51) wrote:

beautiful. really.
On Monday, March 16, 2009, Jaded Jezzabelle (359) wrote:

interesting way to end it....personally i think a piece of us can be seen in any thing artistic we create...good write
A former member wrote: absolutely love it
On Tuesday, February 12, 2008, xserratedsoulx (248) wrote:

LOVE it.
On Tuesday, August 14, 2007, Reefer_rave (185) wrote:

So many parts of this are flawless, nothing could be added.
On Sunday, January 28, 2007, zanewill (101) wrote:

edgar allen poe wrote:"...it has not yet been settled whether madness is or is not the loftiest form of intelligence...whether disease of thought creates or destroys..." that is the opening line of his 1st published work, "elenora"
On Friday, January 26, 2007, Aunty Depressant (549) wrote:

For so many cliches...very interesting,...though painful subject, not painful to read. Gestalt of the overused, fashioned nicely.
On Friday, January 26, 2007, lstdarkness (32) wrote:

i hope that one day my writing can achieve the level that this does. amazing write.
On Thursday, January 25, 2007, carlosjackal (1798) wrote:

All I can say is this is yet another fantastic piece from your rusty nail. Write the hell on..
On Tuesday, January 23, 2007, elisa (1892) wrote:

i love this piece and everything it stands for.....those last four lines ..feel so right;)
On Monday, January 22, 2007, Arianna (112) wrote:

fuck, jon...this is a masterpiece. ~Amy
On Monday, January 22, 2007, Alanarchy (1483) wrote:

Those last two sections, and that last fractured line- fucking hammers, man. Great work!
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, Fornever_Never (172) wrote:

Six ... this .. I dont even know where to begin .. I search for the words to descibe how wonderful this is ... and there isnt .. beautifully put together .. but the meaning so dark ..
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, Fornever_Never (172) wrote:

" I am nothing original" Jon you are as most unique as they come .. but I guess this is deeper in then you chose to let any one see most of the time .. ~T~
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, PoeticHellion (210) wrote:

I never have anything intelligent to say. This is no exeception.
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, Drifter (330) wrote:

and who wouldn't want to look into a shattered mirror. and see a saint. - that really caught me. awesome.
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, DowngradeBeauty (36) wrote:

WOnderfuls. I likey this one dollface!! MWAHZZ
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, your_only_love (146) wrote:

I love this poem. period.
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, BeautifullyRuined (117) wrote:

Stunning.
On Sunday, January 21, 2007, Drea (821) wrote:

"bleeding. is as overrated as breathing./and I like to scream at the moments/I'll never forget- as if time cares./because it's the only father figure. I have." This made me so proud of you, Jon.