Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Two poems in a row...

Living up to my title after all. A poem found on my friend Christy from Capernwray's blog. *poetry and alliteration, this is getting out of hand* The same way a song can describe your exact thoughts, fears, worries, so can a great poem. And here we have one. Suprisingly, this author does not know me, although I really feel they do.

"My Own Paranoia"
by phillip lopatewe

we who are
your closest friends
feel the time
has come to tell you
that every thursday
we have been meeting
as a group,
to devise ways
to keep youin perpetual uncertainty
frustration
discontent and
torture
by neither loving you
as much as you want
nor cutting you adrift.
your analyst is
in on it,
plus your boyfriend
and your ex-husband;
and we have pledged
to disappoint you
as long as you need us.
in announcing our
association
we realize we have
placed in your hands
a possible antidote
against uncertainty
indeed against ourselves.
but since our thursday nights
have brought us
to a community
of purpose
rare in itself
with you as
the natural center,
we feel hopeful you
will continue to make unreasonable
demands for affection
if not as a consequence
of your disastrous personality
then for the good of the collective

Exactly, if you know me at all, you know, that IS me. That is my ridicolous self-centered paranoia, that occupies way more thoughts than it ever should. Well this could feel like a depressing post, don't let it be. Because that poem teaches us something of ourselves, or at least me of myself. And it sure is clever. Look at the turn in the end, so clever...

2 comments:

christy said...

i love that you like this... good to know i'm not the only one that feels like this!

afterthoughtcomposer said...

I need more of you in my life (I am not in that Thursday committee).

let's arrange something.
a.