The truth was shaded
A shadow spilt on its sides
by the happy-grey of endorphins;
They were black fingerless children
Fear gone and nothing to hold onto
But some lost innocence.
and martyrs to the stones below our feet
they held us.
Who feels their toes?
A bone-thin grey
stretched towards me,
Rubber soles melting gently in the fire
You melted your bones.
And honesty lay on our lips all night,
<Dog> Breath carrying that scent further
A filtered consciousness gave way
<for that first time>
a stuttered journey ‘home’
and to your bed (my sheets)
the brain chemicals spread
a last look back
the truth this time
Your poetry touches me more the more I read, it really does. You have real talent. You been busy recently? I haven't seen you in forever. I get the idea that this one's going a little over my head, but I get that a lot with your poems. Usually it goes away after a dozen reads or so, so I'll come back and give this one another look when I get the chance. I really adored the lines: They were black fingerless children martyrs to the stones below our feet and honesty lay on our lips all night
You have such a wonderful, fresh way of saying things, and it never fails to impress me. Only things I can say against this is that it's in dire need of some more punctuation, and those capital letters at the start of each line that I'm always going on about. Other than that, this is wonderful, like all your poetry.
I always read you poems at least three times before I attempt to comment on them ... sometimes they are bit hard going and sometimes it is nice to uncover something ... but I must admit I found this one a bit hard going. That said I know what its like to post something after a long lapse so I will try to be as mild as possible.
There are hints of some bad romantic affair, and I guess you are not interested in giving a blow by blow description but talking about having the truth of the situation revealed before you. Endorphins and sick stops and brain chemicals seems to suggest some bad drug relationship or something.
somehow greyhound makes me think of travelling on a bus (greyhound buses) ... even though I don't see much in the poem to justify that thought ... but then I don't see much to justify it being the dog species too much either.
There are many unanswered questions ... The black fingerless children? The martyrs to the stones? "Crispie"? Maybe its possible to get away with a few things like this but one after the other seems to dislocate me.
In conclusion I don't really know if where I end is where you wanted to take me as a reader. I say this all as a matter of trying to be helpful because I know that a lot of thought goes in to your poems and that you are possessed by a desire to express it. It seems though I just can't get it.
I've read this a few times today, and I love the feel of it. I think maybe it's not meant to be as explainable because it is more emotive, and the feelings tell the story. This has a lot of feeling. I have ridden my share of greyhound busses in the last few years, and I took the "happy-grey" as a reference to the bus, and the excitement of the beginning journey, while the endorphins in your brain are swarming like the fingerless black children... I may be wrong, but if that is what that meant, it was perfect... swarming in your brain, unable to grip stop or hold still to anything except, as you said, that crumbling lost innocence of trust and open-heartedness. These lines were sheer brilliance:
"And honesty lay on our lips all night, <Dog> Breath carrying that scent further..."
meaning, the journey continuing while you conversed in some sense... by phone or cell during travel?
Anyway, I don't mean to break it down, but I really do love it. It has special meaning to me, and I feel like I experienced this myself even though I didn't write it... it relates well to things that have happened before in my own life, that I find certain meanings in that might not be your meanings... but I really do appreciate the feeling it gives. You are really great, to be able to pull that out of your reader. I look forward to seeing more of your work!