The Crash

the crash is worse than bad

in the midst of hours ago
life flowed through a million
fiery channels of pure joy
the world bellowed bone-bright
with a liquid metal cutting edge
whose razor is the killing slice
of induced ecstacy
from inoccuous
hypodermic stab,
steel-cold slide in artery
warm flood deep into flesh
belt-strapped arm
caught between aching teeth
and the coming rush of latest high

the crash is worse than bad

reality sings each fibre vibrant
from the raw pleasure
of nerves exposed
to splintered brain
opened into smoking overdrive
singing blood delicious
sweeping bones and organs glowing
mind empty as a blackboard
scrubbed by errant children
as a god of self squats on my shoulder
whispering of my omnipotence
into all-knowing nothing

the crash is worse than bad

— Race_9togo, Mar 12, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Earth Vicinity (within a five light-year radius), ZZC

Favorite Poets: John Donne, T.S. Eliot, Serendipity, Emily Dickenson, Kailashana, Charles Bukowski, Kabir, Rett, Dalton, W. B. Yeats, William Blake, Rainer Maria Rilke, and many other Neopoet poets; Neopoet has heavily influenced my poetry and my ability to write it well.

Critiques

Race_9togo

17 years 2 months ago

Thanks janice

Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race

Geezer

17 years 2 months ago

the crash

can't speak from experience on that one but, your description fits with what i have been told. that is as close as i want to get to being in that position. i have an addictive personality anything that i like has the potential to hook me solidly. i have enough trouble with the legal and semi-legal things in life. anyhoo, a very good write. or should i say rite? gee.

Race_9togo

17 years 2 months ago

Thanks Geezer

Glad you liked it. Gladder still that you'll never experience it first hand. Respectfully Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race

deelilah

17 years 2 months ago

Hi Jim

These lines are genius--especially this one: 'as a god of self squats on my shoulder whispering of my omnipotence into all-knowing nothing' I have an addictive personality too, a two pack a day smoker until with child 20 or so years ago--then I quit--and hangovers are bad enough. But I must say, some of your descriptions make me curious. Yours, Deelilah

Race_9togo

17 years 2 months ago

Hi Deelilah

Glad you enjoyed it. Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race

whitetea

17 years 2 months ago

wow

just a suggestion, have you thought of breaking it into more stanzas? you found a great ending for this. strong words and haunting phrases.

Race_9togo

17 years 2 months ago

Whitetea

You know, I thought about breaking it up, but I think it would be too ordered. I like the chaos of it because that's how it really is, a jumbled ecstasy of fleeting delight that you can't impose any order on. The God thing....well what can I say? Delusions of grandeur are the inevitable result of doing to many drugs! Glad you liked it Respectfully Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race