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"Purgatory"

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felix

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THEY took away my life force, unexpectedly
a false sense of security, snatched away

so many facets of your personality
happiness; randomness; usefulness; CONNECTED-ness
all gone in a random act of stupid-ness

i thought i had too much of you, foolishly
now you're gone i miss you, terribly

THEY fill me with false promises while i rage
friday; monday; wednesday; friday
shameless lies to keep my anger at bay

i fill the nights with prehistoric pastimes, mindnumbingly
ignoring your mocking eye; disgustedly

an unwelcome journey to the time before you
tedium; repetition; futility; solitude
every waking minute a reminder of you

tomorrow you will return, hopefully
where we will become one again, interfrastically
 
i fill the nights with prehistoric pastimes, mindnumbingly
ignoring your mocking eye; disgustedly

an unwelcome journey to the time before you
tedium; repetition; futility; solitude
every waking minute a reminder of you
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i really enjoyed this peice. ignoring your mocking eye. thats a great line. I also liked how you used repition in your line about repitition. lol. it seems that your pissed a bit worried and the same time bored of it waiting for the inevitable that will happen. as if you have been here before.
 
Isn't it about being forced (rather than choosing) to go cold turkey?

Can't pick the substance though... I could have a guess, but I probably don't know you well enough. ;)
 
Close... in fact I would say correct! :D

NOT drugs though - it was something else that is just as dear to me. :(

I put a lot of thought into this, cos I had nothing better to do. I would love to hear some more comments, if you don't mind. :)

Thanks
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felixdahousekat said:
i fill the nights with prehistoric pastimes, mindnumbingly
ignoring your mocking eye; disgustedly
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i loved this poem...reading it aloud i felt angry and a little bit desperate myself. i actually didn't get a sense of drugs from it, more like an addictive relationship. thanks for sharing
 
Are you in purgatory though? Your poem suggests that you have lost something, and that by it's absence, you are less than what you originally were. But there is no mid-ground in any of your stanzas - you are either connected or disconnected, you are either happy or angry, useful or futile.

As such, can the concept of 'purgatory' exist in a framework of binary language?

You are either 1 or 0. Binary relationships cannot recognise the 0.5.
 
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acidapples said:
i loved this poem...reading it aloud i felt angry and a little bit desperate myself. i actually didn't get a sense of drugs from it, more like an addictive relationship. thanks for sharing
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Thanks for your comments, I'm glad I managed to provoke some empathy in you!* You are getting closer to the heart of the matter. :)


EDIT: By that* I meant 'upon reading my poem'; I wasn't suggesting you didn't have any natural empathy already - sorry! 8( :)
 
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tambourine-man said:
Are you in purgatory though? Your poem suggests that you have lost something, and that by it's absence, you are less than what you originally were. But there is no mid-ground in any of your stanzas - you are either connected or disconnected, you are either happy or angry, useful or futile.
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But is that not the case with all sudden losses - a feeling of complete and utter desolation and emptiness? Think back to the worst break-up you've ever had, or the saddest death of a loved one you've had to get over... for some poor souls it feels as if their whole lives are over, and there IS no mid-ground. I'm sure most of us have been there. :( (Perhaps I'll write a poem about that some day! :\)
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As such, can the concept of 'purgatory' exist in a framework of binary language?
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As I alluded to above - in many cases these situations can appear to be the end of our lives, with nothing better in sight. But to an outside, disinterested observer - nothing could be further from the truth! :D

And that is one of the most invaluable (but often under-appreciated) things about those closest to us - there is always someone there who can put things in perspective, and pull you out of your own, self-made purgatory. %)
 
There's clearly a lot of emotion in this piece, the abstract undefined nature of it allows the reader to relate more completely with the piece, allows them to see themselves through your eyes, if that makes sense.

As for what it's about, there's some concept of force, perhaps someone close to you being sent to prision?
 
Poor Felix has become discombobulated. I fear you have lost someone dear to you, someone very close, someone who is perhaps a lover. I feel a man has let you down & now you feel bad.
 
No, nothing to do with prison or gay lovers (or both). But thanks for the idea, maybe next time. :) Acidapples is closest so far with 'addictive relationship', although 'all-consuming habit' would be nearer the mark.

I feel guilty now for toying with you all for so long, the answer will seem so trivial when I tell you. Come on (Wordy)!

CLUE: ONE word in the piece gives the whole game away... %)
 
I'll take a stab in the dark and guess that your local shop doesn't sell any Wotsits anymore? :(
 
I feel your (past) pain... although I would say it's both blessing and curse, for sure.
 
thank you! :)

i can't believe that was nearly a year ago.

considering i *never* write poetry, i'm exceedingly pleased with it. no broadband problems recently (touch wood) so i've had no need to unleash my inner demons again. ;)

cheers.
 
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