More Numb Than Novocaine -------------------------------------------
You're like one of those books
that you buy at an airport
to read on a dull layover
that has a cover in your favorite color
and looks so pretty
but when you open it,
The pages might as well be blank
because what is inside
leaves you more numb than novocaine.
Pretty covers hide some mundane stuff. Just like with people...ha.
Number than novacaine. Now that is pretty dull. It is hard enough to stay awake at the airport. It's like being in a whole weird world of it's own. Especially during lay-overs. Trapped in the concrete city where it costs $2 for a coke. I hate flying.
when i saw the title, it took me a second to realize you were speaking of being numb rather about a number! i think we all know people like this, so very pretty on the outside but shallow as can be when you try to dig deeper. i never read those novels 'cause i know they'll be just as you suggested, empty and without any feeling. my only suggestion would be to change "That" to "It" in the fourth line... "It has a cover..." as usual, you sum up a situation in short order! good job!
you do that subtle anger really well. your 'angry' poetry has this very controlled sort of rage to it.. i think even rage is too strong a word to use.. it's like... when you take a sip from lemonade and the bitterness makes you cringe.. i guess it's kinda like that. i think that makes for a much more powerful statement.