Drip (Bowie)

another one for David Bowie.

 

I’ve lost all respect,

Yet at the climax of admiration

I am despised

But adored

I am anorexic

And unhealthy

I am calm but quick to break

I hold my head steady

As I stumble down the street

I am solid,

But dripping;

Dripping with desire

And all your worst fears.

Like a skeleton,

I drag along,

Hearing my muscles moan and bones snap

With an irregular heartbeat.

I am in your nightmares,

Lurking in your fantasies.

You deny it.

You plead to be different.

You are no better,

You are not special,

I’ll envelope you in toxins

And leave you in guilt

With a frenzied need for more.

Reviews

[Annie29]

Like Aeneas said, no rhyme scheme, yet for some reason it flows so effortlessly. Not by my mouth but by my heart. I read it and can mentally picture the speaker. In every line it's a new adaptation to her character. I love it.

[Fish]

Thank you so much ^_^ I'm glad you can hear it flow... it has a specific rhyme pattern but I wonder if anyone else is hearing the same one I hear...

[Aeneas Barton]

I'll admit, it was Bowie that brought me here.... I appreciate your poem in refusing to follow a rhyme scheme, I feel like every poet on here tries to follow one, its nice to see something different.

[Fish]

Thank you ^.^ Bowie is a fantastic inspiration, my best poems spawn from him :3