The Bed - 1. Poem: The Bed

The Bed

By bugeye

This goes round……………………..………… It spins a sound………………………………............. idle

I have hard feelings……………………….... Feelings hard to have…………………..…………...... idée fixe

Love so hard it cuts me…………………........ So love guts me…………................................. idée reçue

I am weak from them………………….……........ These ideas I speak of him

Strong I should be…………………………...... Should I be strong will be or not

It is what I need…………………………........... What is it I need in my head, ideograms

What you heed……………………….............. Heed what you have philosophical

Withdraw this love……………………….…........ Love withdrawn idiolectal

Let it wither and……………………………...... Withers, let it not be idiom mine

Talk no more………………………………........ Past all the talking booboo boobee

doo dal boobee beu

Let it be the past…………………….…………..... Let it be more I meet somebody

But first, tonight………………………………............. Tonight somebody wonderful

Take heart in those…………………….........……. Forget in flight somebody impossible

Other feelings……………………………..........Take this one delight some body next

Joy of the awoken dark……………………….….. Dark joy awaits to mine

In what might have been……………………..... This might have been ibidem

I want my hands to tell this………………..... Your hand on me telling ice

As they give illusion form…………………….... Transforming ordinary ichnite

Can they speak the need……………………...... Need from valley to ichnography

Thru quivering quiet……………………………... Peak of shivering awe ichor

Touch excitable silence…………………….…... Excites touch silently icicle

And fancy create…………………………............ Procreates laughter iconoclastic

Tremorous trembles…………………………........… Ringing bursts iconography

Soft lonely breaths…………………………….....….. Heaving twine idempotent

This my bed…………………………................... Upon the place I lay dream

An isle of landscapes………………………….…... My oasis of night never

Of sun and shade…………………………............. Of moon shadow never

Above a fall of risk……………………….............. The edge of wonder fade

Facing the equator……………………………...... This division of reality

Slumberously slow now………………………….... Away awake aware

A sweet soliloquy………………………….......... The imagined harmony

The place of dreams…………………………….... Dreams of being real

Part of my home……………………........………..... My part at home

My place here……………………………….................. In its place

This place of rest…………………….............….... My final place of rest

Is safe……………………………….......................... Shelter left bare

Share it? …………………………….............................. Entreaty

An invitation rare…………….......…………………..... Almost prayer

Just lust, well no………………………….............…..... Aspiration

To know…………………………................................. Realization

You think……………………........................…........... Uncertainty

Follow me there………..………………......................... Advantage

How easy grace………………………………............... Old cast iron

Performs………………………………....................... Molded into vines

Unconcerned……………………………................... Crown with bronze

With the day……………………..........…………......... With who I lay

As beauty takes a moment to delay

No idle request

No conquest

I see in you the end

Of me

And the start of

This, my garden of need

A dialogue

Strange

Poem Discussion