Description: Words pop into my head, and I write them down. I'll leave this for others to analyze. I have no idea what to call this. I'm thinking of chang it to "the head burned from the picture like a cheating boyfriend."
Like a Comic on Creased Paper -------------------------------------------
I pass through doors that I open with my teeth
I chew through dreams and memories
searching frantically for myself
but all I find is my body
printed like a comic on creased paper
the head removed like a cheating boyfriend
burned from a picture
I consider weeping until I realize
my absent head is my passageway
My absent head would make a super-highway. You need to fill me in on the trick. I'm pretty sure you know already, but I have affinity for the ambiguous disembodied pieces. Which is one reason why I like this piece. The other is because it's well written. ?Magic Art? Is that what it's call when you have to make your eyes all fuzzy to see the picture? I love those things. Even after I've seen the picture or part of it, I go back for more despite the fact that it makes my head hurt. That's what this piece brings to mind (honestly, this is a compliment). With that said, I enjoyed the read, and I will be coming back to it later fuzzy-eyed looking for more. Nicely
The title is what caught me, then I read it and wondered. And had to read it again, and just thought.
Oh!
There's such ambiguity in it. Opening doors with teeth, chewing through dreams. It's like your hands and feet and ears were all occupied and you had to rely on the most primitive instinct that creatures have, to use their mouths and teeth to fight.
Then the head removed... almost as though it was in self hatred, but also unconciously was the very act that helped save you.
Or maybe removed because it helped take you away from the scene, or perhaps removing it made you even more noticeable.
I like the flow and the direction of this one. But I really don't know what to think of it. I guess I just plain don't understand it...Im sorry don't hate me...LOL
It feels like a dream the kind that makes you wake up in the middle of the night thinking what the hell was that about? Was it something I ate?
You set up a really nice visual for us and it flows nicely.
I really like the "head removed like a cheating boyfriend/burned from a picture". lol I believe everyone can relate to that one! Haha
I've said this time and time again - you should really publish a book with all your pieces illustrated. That would be awesome. But then again you set up such a nice visual that you really don't need it illustrated! lol
I enjoyed it a lot hun. Great piece. *Hugs* Take care.
Amy, I have to say that I felt like a lab rat trying to find it's way through a bizarre maze of emotion. I love that you put such urgency into this without seeming to try. It's almost off handed yet so very specific..and unique like you! jan
This is so profound Amy, because while it's quite abstract in terms of reality I see it as a dream of passage. and that being where one finds themselves instead of someone else. I seldom work backward through poems, but the burned out boyfriend photo, becomes your portal. Now that is brilliant!
You've found yourself! You scrappy little doorknob chewer! and being an artist could make the creased pages of cartooned images, but I don't want to make you own this. Great write, I wouldn't change a word.
attention graber with that first line.this was intresting.bitterness expressed with the off with his head thing=my take. i liked the imagery.and im with you=i wouldnt know what to call this.and i write what pops myself
Submission Name: Like a Comic on Creased Paper
