Sad Definitions
~dis•har•mo•ny
I am not myself, and I don’t like this me – don’t like this me you are now experiencing. Blood and bile chew the bright finish off the asymmetrical tuning fork I stuck in my own gut.
~eu•clid•e•an kar•ma
I am trying to make the object of my anger feel what I feel. And though I pivot only 180 degrees, I still stab myself in the back.
~un•bal•anced
I can’t get evened out, can’t get to the me that I sometimes like. I can’t pull the plumb-bob out of my crooked ass; implosion is imminent.
~con•flict
I suddenly hate what I love – but is that unusual? Why must I endure this duplicity, this tempest that I created while walking backwards in crepe-soled shoes?
~e•go
Super-Id rears his/her hungry medusa-head – she/he feeds on the empty air of unvoiced appreciation. The lack of acknowledgement makes the serpents hungrier and more assured of their habits.
~pun•ish•ment
I suffer my foolish self sadly and beat my companions over the head with my bloody sleeve and pound of flesh. Where did I learn this; at Sunday school maybe?
~pit•y
You are not invited to this party of one, yet you have no choice but to observe from your mood-proof, glass bubbles. Waves of reflected light, and your humanity, render the glass useless – and I apologize.
~fa•tigue
I exhaust myself with selfishness and self-loathing. I tire of boring you with my righteousness, but I’m on a role.
~blame
The fault line is all mine on this two-way street of communication. I left the right side to coast down the middle and high-centered on the median. Three fingers still point back at only me.
~ret•ri•bu•tion
The pay-off too could be all mine, and I could keep this disdain up forever. But I kiss you on your cheek instead, and am no longer sadly defined.
About the Creator
Joel Lippert
We all just create something out of something else; to create something out of nothing would be truly divine, would it not?
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