garbage inc.


dismal sounds of raindrops
on garbage and paper dismal
works within the right lens
with evening and crowded places
dismal the last glimpse of a love
so beautiful was from 15000 feet above
and the same feet below
dismal smells like alcohol
and big neon vodafone billboards
brighter than trees dismal
almost night flowing smooth from never day
rattles rusty chains without the mystery of ghosts
so dismal a present that never castaway from a past
uneven smoke for lights that hide everything
dismal wink wink nudge nudge
swims somewhere downstream
far beneath

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4 Responses

  1. It’s so urban, grey and raining, wonderfully written but very depressing, Ms Mist.

    ~MM – Thanks Paul, i was just luxuriating in self pity ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. so much that can be discarded is often regarded as garbage; funny thing is one’s man’s trash is another man’s treasure – as a rainy dismal day in a hectic city is a bright day for me. Love this dismal poem, MM, just as i love smoked filled bars with neon lights with many dismal stories told by various dismal people. Dismal Noir at it’s finest, this poem is. ๐Ÿ™‚

    ~MM – Hey Cordie, yeah i enjoy wallowing enormously too :), thanks!

  3. as mentioned above, the repetition of ‘dismal’ really threads the needle. i also really liked “rattles rusty chains without the mystery of ghosts” – dark without the redemption of the super(supra?)natural

    ~MM -Hey Jason, yeah, drama is important :(, thanks!

  4. This is wonderful, and yet leaves me feeling sad and lonely…perhaps that is one possible intention?

    ~MM – Thanks Tracey, perhaps, I try not to perceive intentions, multiplies my natural biases ๐Ÿ™‚

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