jack-hammering
a sound that's
hard to ignore
now you're tight in the concrete
screwed in
demolish the glass,
cask, and barrel
smash the flask
jug, and bucket
scaffolding's not permanent
only a maze of metal and wood
volatile steps
the world glares at you
you picked the loudest tool
scream from the driver's seat
forget that there is a world but
hope it won't forget you
fuck you
the world stares you down
and you flee
4 comments:
the hard edge of this makes it good
The conflict here is great. The way to temper it with "and hope it won't forget you" is wonderful.
Such excellent and powerful work, Holly! I agree with both Scot and Nathan. I love the hard edge of this. It's like the stomping of a foot (or a jackhammer, of course). That third stanza has some excellent sound going on, too. And the scaffolding not permanent is AWESOME. Now I have a new favorite Holly poem. I'm so glad to see you're still posting.
thank you all...what kind comments
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