no big deal.
you drowned, I choke daily —
just different hobbies.
-
no big deal.
the sea took your lungs,
but lungs are rubbish anyway.
always whining, always leaking.
light doesn’t bother with them —
light just barges in,
spills, humiliates,
laughs in the dark.
-
no big deal.
you’re soggy, I’m rancid.
together we’re soup.
add some salt, a splash of piss,
we glow like bad neon
above a takeaway joint.
open late, never clean.
-
no big deal.
the body’s a scam:
skin moulds, bones whine,
the heart sulks like a teenager.
strip it down and what’s left?
a fizz, a spark,
something ugly but luminous.
-
no big deal.
you don’t have to go under again.
you don’t have to vanish.
just hum, badly,
like a streetlight flickering
above a piss-stained alley.
awful light,
petty light,
but still light.
-
no big deal.
stay.
shine badly with me.
.
About the Creator
Iris Obscura
Do I come across as crass?
Do you find me base?
Am I an intellectual?
Or an effed-up idiot savant spewing nonsense, like... *beep*
Is this even funny?
I suppose not. But, then again, why not?
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Amazing! The stanza about the body being a scam is especially delicious. Loved it :)