depression takes over and out poops a poem - "no one"

[StarGirlie]

Let me know what you think. I won't be offended.

No One

Orange and white tiger cat splayed on the
Sun-baked sidewalk
Twilight approaching, fooling nobody
Orange cherry of my cigarette glows in the
Streetlight and I am no one.
And it is all right.

The sun is past its prime
But its remnants still pulsate heat from
The earth in dull throbbing aches
Like the aches of a women during menses
I twist my cigarette against the concrete steps
Watching the embers flail desperately towards
The ground and I am no one.
And all is well.

Children yell from across the street
Dancing among shadows and faeries
This evening time serves their games quite
Nicely as parents yell for them to get their asses
Inside the house and back to the zombie machines.
I am no one.
And the world still turns.

 

[RareForm]

catchy title, and a wonderfully absurd poem, absolutely 'loved' this.

 

[cherub]

Great imagery in this piece,,,

 

[Jert]

good ole depression. anything more inspiring ? maybe just love.. but that's it. i like this poem. one little question for me though, however, was i'm not sure if i really grasp the significane of "and I am no one". the narrator is firmly rooted in the events surrounding him, with the cigarette for instance, so how or what is he/she saying by saying that "I am no one" ? like.. I don't know.. a bit tough to say.. but just that phrase "I am no one" did not seem potent enough, or justified enough, for me. could just be me however.

 

[dope_sick_girl]

good stuff man....