There's a random leg
here in my bed
I know I see it
it's not in my head
It's harry and weird
and looks a little strange
It's not mine I tell you!
I swear I'm not derranged!
The toes are too long
and the heel a little too crusty
There's dirt under the nails
and the whole thing smells musty
I don't want it near me
I want to push it away
But no matter how herd I push
the damn thing continues to stay
Maybe with a power tool
I can force it to leave
So I take the chainsaw to it
and then shove it with a heave
Now the leg is gone
and I lay here happily crying
Until I realize it was my leg
and now I lay here dying
| A song of repulsing bitterness , lonliness and sorrow. |
A very wgood write, on a so sad theme.
you need more sunshine in your life,..
|| Posted on 2011-04-18 00:00:00 | by DUSTYTU | [ Reply to This ] || i see this as pushing away a lover...and once we have we realize that person was a limb we need to have to survive...|
we have cut off our nose to spite our face so to speak...in this case we have cut off our heart..
sometimes bad relationships can cause us to sabotage the good ones...
i see metaphor...and like it much...careful of spellings...but good piece..
|| Posted on 2011-03-28 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] || One of the immediate senses I get from it is an unwanted partner. (The famous "morning after" epiphany.) I read (afterward) from your description that it's "about that disease that some people get where their brain doesn't register that the limb is part of your body" and I can interpret that as either phallic or more soul-laden. If it's the latter, it become more sexless and more accessible. I think the greatest weight resides in "Now the leg is gone/and I lay here happily crying" because I can believe "happily" as literal or "happily" as ironic. Potential there, but not enough for me to reach just yet.|
Just my observations. Please take as such.
|| Posted on 2010-05-27 00:00:00 | by tryagain | [ Reply to This ] |