Well written reflection. Melancholy repose, a nice mix of matter of fact and emotion, with flourishes of poetic creativity. Those flourishes restrained, though, less present than your usual style.
you wouldn't have heard this prodigal cushion of verse,
and Adderall would work more to curb
this waterfall of Woodford Reserve
than some scattered call to Cara where I butcher the words.
bourbon's the best for that lexical haze.
slur through the chords when I fret the exchange.
The last line is a perfectly executed wordplay, with every verb and noun a double entendre connected seamlessly. Cara's ambiguous to the reader, which is nice in a way.
end of an era. the endgame was an 'end of discussion'
--you couldn't have ended it, anyways, without unending dysfunction.
Nice use of repetition. Couplet flowed well, reading aloud.
drips in the coffin's finish, flawed,
but you couldn't tell the way the lid was propped.
Wincing off the rinsed response. Tip jar in a grim armoire.
I couldn't go so far as to catalogue the prints of Pops,
a nice heart in a dark room, stiller still than rolled film awash-
throwaway pictures littered the fridge, the whole kit collage.
Just excellent textering here. The subtle and subtly complex rhyme scheme never interfering with the content and mood you're wanting to get across. My favorite portion.
This was melancholy but not overly emotive, sappy. A good effect. Good, but different from your more eclectic stuff. Thanks for the read.
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