Logicchronoally

I just called you selfish
Wholly unbroken but absorbing patience.
I hurl hoarse blames and cries that had staled since we’d begun.
Backbreak effort in trying to stay scarlet and trying
To fade to blue.
Vaccuum stirs the air, retracting crustacean-quick
to the pronged inner shells.
And I’ll wait here until you return or I do,
To puff and heave the air back in.

We smile spitfire jokes in memorized patterns
And forget to enjoy this feeling, that one, that happy…
Then
The red balloon started with a fissure,
Rubber peeled from the raw breath, a swirling sphere
That seared my bruises and flared on your cuts
And pressed the bellows to ignite and switch
To Dictaphone <play>
“Its not my fault.”
I just called you selfish…

Waited, for empty space to fill
And for blank spaces to be spoken,
I didn’t want this.
You crawled on tentative legs,
And I caught the fluttering pieces
Tied us back together.





could this be classed as an inner monolgue?

hmm...i think its more focused on the relationship than a sense of personality, but i guess its in first person...

I will be honest..... I’m confused!!! Does anyone else feel like that? Or is it just me and I'm missing something O.o Now I could just be sleep deprived and missed half of what you said and thus be completely wrong...but here is what I am thinking right now:

There is a difference between vague and leaving your reader completely lost! Please, Please, Please add some more!!! It is so intriguing almost like listening to music in another language ... but I really do want to know more!
You've said some GREAT things! And you even said some deep things... but I’m really begging you for more content! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!
This is art! Art is great! But.... I need more!

There isn't much more to add. I didn't want this to be a long poem.


If you look carefully, and think about each line then it should make sense.

If you are still confused then I'll explain a few things:

-The title

the title reflects the poem in that it is in the wrong chronolgical order. the poem's stanzas are in the same mixed up order as the title.

Stanza one is the middle of the story, the crescendo of the argument where someone storms off and they both go to lick their wounds.

Stanza two is the beginning of the story, before the argument, when everythings fine, and then the beginnings of annoyances and habits- this is the fissure in the balloon, things beginning to fall apart.

Stanza three is the end of the story, where the second person goes back to the first, there are apologies and things are reconciled.


Usually i wouldn't explain things so thoroughl, but this is a bit of an odd concept to handle I suppose. I hope this makes more sense to you, but keep in mind that poetry is about what YOU interpret it to be about, not about getting the poet to explain what they mean. XD


hope this helped.

xxx