Jeff's Poetry

a tool misused

February 22, 2026 · Paths

aberration, disfigured, misconfiguration, burnt, unpalatable: add cosmetics, msg, tons of sweet honey, a sick sweet, feels like puke on the inside, dismantled, a figured out trickster, try to gain back dignity shower the guest with lavishness, the sticky mess, the scars covered, but scars of the heart remain. wash it down, dilute it away with merriment, a sparkle, a twinkle, amusement in the park - turns a u turn. unmistakable that shadow flitting past, a brush on the inside resurfaces, laughter is forced, empty, how can hot air warm a shriveled up, trapped, boxed up seed that germinates not? unable to take root, unable to find, unable to take in hot air rising - dispel a fluffy cloud. paint it once again cotton candies, is just sugar. rush. fades, and heat, heats, till char remains, no longer sweet. and merriment settles on empty, nostalgic for a u turn misalignment, reaching out for hot air like redemption. likeness, similarities, a vague prospect, tangled up - a dead knot. tug, tug, tug like a dog trying to wriggle past leash. that chain, that rope, that cuff, objective acquired, dream fulfilled, target obtained, misconstrued, tied up, a fallacy - of water without the fizz, where did that sparkle go? escape, vented out, unleashed: into oblivion, as oblivion stares back now. with emptiness, lifeless, inert, a heart exchanged for a trampling, a scolding, a lashing out on swaying, bendable, malleable flesh eager to acquiesce. relent, submit! wait for the applause, not coming. patience now. still not coming, what the hell? escaped fizzles gather, flat water tries to resparkle - heat expands unevenly, glass shatters, cuts. cuts inside while the spectators roared, clapped their hands, the applause you craved for met.

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