Fishing

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    Fishing

    Catch and Release

    Lock and Load

    Hail to the Pusher in his ignorant bliss

    Whose puppets fuck one another

    Instead of innocently kiss

    It’s hard to tell what is for real

    When you try to numb everything you feel

    Are there no regrets, no remorse

    To be so loose and easy

    Or non chalantly, just plain nasty and sleazy

    My brain goes vacant as my vision blurs

    Troubled waters splashing and my speech slurs

    Polluted, diluted and just plain convoluted.

    Are you able to open your eyes and truly see

    You are the cold piercing steel  that has a hook in me

    Am I just a prize that is so easily thrown back

    Like a discarded card on top of  a fixed stack

    Maybe one day your muddy waters will flow free

    Your tears merely shaking more salt into an endless sea

    But behold my lurking shadow shall now be aglow, fluorescent and filigree

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    BigDaddyCash commented on Fishing

    11-05-2009

    Your play with words is awesome spinning imageries like a wheel of perception, splashing delusion in crescent waters. Hell Monique, you drive your words right to the target. Go ahead and sit on the thrown of the master. LOL, BDC

    SavVySam commented on Fishing

    11-05-2009

    A lovely name Monique...Your work has a real visceral and earthy feel to me... You approach this piece with the same incredible courage I imagine that you display in life! Well written & well done!

    ChrisP commented on Fishing

    11-05-2009

    In a strange way I find your courage to be uplifting Your knowledge of the poems context is disturbing Yet I am with you from line one. You are a writer I would pay to read, not to mention see in person I hope other get what you are saying, for it rings Bells for me. Great job, my fellow poet

    MoniqueCeCi

    11/05/2009

    First of all thanks but I think you are too generous in your critique. Anyhow, I know for a fact you are the artiste so lets see some of those hidden masterpieces??

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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