Hello all,
In honor of my recently published poem not yet uploaded here, I present said poem. Let me know what you think, if you decide to read it.
All the best,
JCO
Faking Fulfillment
“Ravished” is the Freudian slip of
The ravaged, a victimized
Malapropism with a magnetic
Disconnect from the genuine,
Disaffected and distinguishing
A reality faux and flush with
Lush lies, white but rusting red—
It is the changeling’s curse, your
Persecuted perception of a
(Perfunctorily) glorified personhood
Is faulty, the palsy of your
Perfections that are pretend
(Pathetic persuasions to upend
The blend of emotions emulsifying
Melancholy with merriment to
Concoct a contentedness nightmarish)
Are a maelstromed maleficence of
The mind--you’re binded to mortality merely
By lacking suicidality, a blinded soul
Sulking and sinking into a silent way
Of thinking, of unblinking bleakness—
Until you reach the end: unfulfilled.
Jogging the Mind 