Stripped
original poetryIntro
formatting comparisonI thought it would be fun to show this piece a couple different ways and take a survey on everyone's impressions. First, in "free-formatting," the way I wrote it (approximated) by hand, then: plain centered. The poem discusses the feeling of everything discernible being removed as one's subtle awareness grows. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know if you have any questions or comments, and if you have any personal insight into the differences between the two versions I'd be grateful to hear about it!
Stripped
(handwritten free-formatting).
When everything is
stripped away,
alone with the vanity & shame
of the egoic tightrope
I ponder delinquency,
degraded youth,
and time.
I surge through swollen value,
lurk in gauntness of grotesque starvation:
Tiresome extremes,
needless torment, the friction
of expectation & discernment's disease.
from this isle?
This caged wonderland of
harsh propensities?
This effluviatic cylinder
that vacuums worlds & men?
Utterly stripped away,
Bone-dry in the centre.
Murderous mindsphere,
Thought & ridicule
unbuilding themselves; Nostalgic heartchariot
that flees its dreams.
Stripped
(centered formatting).
When everything is
stripped away,
alone with the vanity & shame
of the egoic tightrope
I ponder delinquency,
degraded youth,
and time.
I surge through swollen value,
lurk in gauntness of grotesque starvation:
Tiresome extremes,
needless torment, the friction
of expectation & discernment's disease.
Is there an escape
from this isle?
This caged wonderland of
harsh propensities?
This effluviatic cylinder
that vacuums worlds & men?
Utterly stripped away,
Bone-dry in the centre.
Murderous mindsphere,
Thought & ridicule
unbuilding themselves;
Nostalgic heartchariot
that flees its dreams.
Notes
.Stanza One
(When everything is...
discernment's disease.)
.
The experience of having all one's comfortable illusions stripped away & pondering the many years we have spent under false impressions. Questioning the purpose of the vast polarities of our chaotic universe.
.
Stanza Two
(Is there an escape...
that vacuums worlds & men.)
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Is there anything other than this madness of opposites? Is there a way out from this chaotic cyclone of life & death that gives all and takes all away?
.
Stanza Three
(Is there an escape...
that vacuums worlds & men.)
.
When everything false is de-energized, the mind and irreal fantasies decompose by themselves.
Written by
@d-pend
1/6/18
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Photos by
@violetmed
edited by @d-pend