Percocet Conquistador

Post by **Artguy** » November 7th, 2008, 4:42 pm

the percocet blues
the rhythm in my brain
tinnitus and pulse
going with the friday flow
nowhere else to go
walk this floor
till the hardwood shines
sleep with Mexican blanket
pulled to my throbbing ears
quench my dream fears
aztecs speak to me
a conquistador
armour blinded
from temple sun
image on the run
blood trickles
from the corners of
twisted thought
awake

Post by **mtmynd** » November 8th, 2008, 2:38 pm

hell of a write, artguy...

Post by **stilltrucking** » November 8th, 2008, 7:00 pm

I wish I knew what to say

I hope you found some relief
in writng your poem

"angel in green
sister morphine"

Post by **judih** » November 8th, 2008, 11:17 pm

the work is fine
some painfully strong images
so painful i can hear myself bleed

Post by **mnaz** » November 9th, 2008, 5:25 am

Life = pain?

But it's so sweet though..
It vibrates, it pulses.

Post by **Arcadia** » November 9th, 2008, 3:10 pm

it has paracetamol, it would easily kill me!

(your poem reminded me instantly to Cortázar´s tale "La noche boca arriba"!

, gracias!! )

Post by **constantine** » November 9th, 2008, 3:38 pm

this is top rate.

Post by **hester_prynne** » November 9th, 2008, 10:53 pm

Excellent, moving, vivid....and more.
Wowed.
H

Post by **SmileGRL** » November 11th, 2008, 2:39 pm

nightmare-ish...hope you feel better!