One Day Only

Posted on May 8, 2015 by

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I look through the window

The store was, my shop

Isles of numb

Sprawling endlessness

There are no eyes anymore

We shop only for a deal

Priced for less than it’s worth

Bargain and sliced, a mantra

One day only

 

Coupons shine like the sun

Food is a box

Pizzas are frozen

Hamburgers are forbidden

I am now chicken skin

We eat labels, warnings

Our stare, altered desire

In hands that were warm

Reaching into the frozen section

 

How can this throbbing

Extend so far up?

Where are our skulls?

I am made in the image of sex

Wet on demand, curved

Fingers thumb through

Discounts posing as books

Containing only images.

Ads are now read as words

Our lovers must learn the gaze

 

My pants have blood on them

Spicy tomato pasted on me

We are spilt, pungent, sweet

Wiping frantically, away,

But the smell is here

I am forever, almost,

In my ability to grab.

Our strangling reaches

expert levels of covering up

Realness, a nest hidden

among a marked down reason

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25 Comments on “One Day Only”

  4. The third stanza was fantastic, well done indeed, we have ourselves become products.

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  14. Your poetry is never simple. The beauty is in it’s complexity, and you always have such interesting photos.

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  19. Thanks for your comment and honesty. Are photos and images linear? Is poetry? It’s funny how love and shopping have things in common, such as space and time. Maybe they share more than those two things.

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  20. I like the these two lines:
    We shop only for a deal
    Priced for less than it’s worth
    but have to admit to not understanding the poem but like the flow of images. The last photo is just fabulous; such texture. It looks like a salt print but the era seems to be too late for this.

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  25. Ha! Welcome to post-modernism/modernism. Gotta love what Industrialism has done to humanity and the world eh. Classic piece here. And love the second photo.
    🙂

    Like

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