Poems for the Summer months

[Fluidic Kimbo]

As usual, very out of place for this location, but props to you for maintaining your relentless & persistent bizarre consistency.

Likewise per your manner, a tad dark and somewhat disturbing; again consistently bizarre.

That said, a clever, but regrettably tragic story.

May I add some questions and offer some critiques or suggestions? I thought it would be polite to ask prior.

Yeah sure, go for it.

I've submitted that poem as part of a workshop to be published in a book.

[wango]

Yeah sure, go for it.

I've submitted that poem as part of a workshop to be published in a book.

My personal experience with amputees immediately reminded me of the pain remaining in the removed phantom limb. It was a lingering thought that affected me and stuck with me as I read the story.

I was confused about the usage of the drain at the end. Was that circling a gradual departure by yourself?

I’m not generally a poetry lover/reader myself, but thought this story was very intriguing. And of course I also appreciate an intelligent and clever usage of darkness to tell a story. Maybe I’m going to have to read some Poe after my next round of books.

What is the book’s theme, is there one?

[Fluidic Kimbo]

My personal experience with amputees immediately reminded me of the pain remaining in the removed phantom limb. It was a lingering thought that affected me and stuck with me as I read the story.

I was confused about the usage of the drain at the end. Was that circling a gradual departure by yourself?

I’m not generally a poetry lover/reader myself, but thought this story was very intriguing. And of course I also appreciate an intelligent and clever usage of darkness to tell a story. Maybe I’m going to have to read some Poe after my next round of books.

What is the book’s theme, is there one?

I took part in a poetry workshop for a regional initiative to promote the arts. There isn't just one theme, a few people wrote various poems.

When something shit happens in a person's life, they try to take the good from it, they try to find the silver lining, they try to find the beauty in their loss, and they try to move forward with a new purpose.

An amputation leaves you with a deficit. Having two arms is better than having one arm. Having two legs is better than having one leg. You won't be able to come up with some beautiful reason why you're better off with just one hand instead of two.

Dealing with an amputation comes down to stopping analysing your situation, stopping hypothesizing on how it could be better. With an amputation, you just gotta say, it is what it is and I am where I am.

Some things in life you don't bounce back from. You don't get over them, you just learn to live with them. Some people lean on a religious faith -- I met one guy whose 8yr old daughter was kidnapped, raped and murdered, and he survives on his Christian faith, paying regular visits to churches around Ireland to share his testimony.

As I mentioned before on this forum, and as you pointed out was repeated in a Hollywood movie: There are the unpleasantries in life that hurt you, and there are the unpleasantries in life that change you.

That last stanza in my poem is about how a person who's on a collision course with death can seem to be doing really well toward the end, right before they check out. By 'circling the drain', I meant the process of unravelling that takes place as a person approaches their suicide.