Genesis

By Jodane Mowatt

Do you not remember the genesis of my mind’s torment? 

What you’ve ignored on Christmas spiraled into Summer and festered since

Broken and betrayed in more ways than one 

having exhausted myself I’m bed bound by the shackles of my mind and ghosts of my past

I’ve been screaming for so long now 

that I’ve lost my voice 

I’m stuck in the hollowness of my own body

A drowning fish in the cavernous ocean taking up residency in my own mind 

A stifled mime yelling and gasping for air

I can’t breathe and they can’t hear me

Why can’t you hear me? 

Or are you too distracted by the scenes of your own movie?

Death now becomes the moderator between a resounding gong and clanging cymbals 

I finally understand why you don’t seem to hear me and it’s because you can’t

not with the noise of a clanging cymbal

will you wait til the end to then be as in touch with reality like a resounding gong?

I don’t know when or how 

but I do know that it will be a cold December

The universe is funny in that way

Then will you remember the genesis of my mind’s torment

That what you’ve ignored on Christmas spiraled into Summer and festered since

Will now become your fate and yours to endure

Comments

Fidler Voltaire said…
Amazing poem!!! I love the how you paint the picture of being shattered by whatever happen on Christmas. So broken you don't know how to move on. I love the story. I ain't going to lie kinda got me in my feelings but it was pretty cool. I couldn't definitely relate.
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