Social Omnipotence

Social Omnipotence

Love and hate encased in one note,
recycled, but the memory of the last one erased.
They fall like hopes, crippled with granduer,
parallel veins, staves for the deaf.

The long fingers of a short attention span,
scratching heads from without.
Twirling the hair that falls like ropes,
a way out of blame or knowledge.

Wasted days melt into bigger perspectives,
maginified by what you think you said.
Trust takes no prisoners in non-verbal battles,
but it only kills what it needs to feed.

Herecy,
words resenting words,
voices muting voices.

I liked the idea of emotion as an enemy in this, the conscience of the character causing the problems. It took a couple of times of reader to get all the underlying themes, but upon first glance, invoked some great images and things to ponder about the human condition.

One thing, thoug...."Heresy". That is all.

Happy streams.

i, also, had to read this a couple of times, but it definitely made me think. the title really hooked me and my favorite stanza was as follows:

Wasted days melt into bigger perspectives,
maginified by what you think you said.
Trust takes no prisoners in non-verbal battles,
but it only kills what it needs to feed.

the ending, also, was encapturing and i loved how you mixed two images that, in normal life, you would never image together for they have nothing to do with each other, but wind up mixing perfectly in poetry and other verse.