drunken rant concerning life

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  1. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    amniotic immunity
    cervical sanctuary

    but birth for what
    it is worth, will be
    the greatest trauma
    that you shall ever
    encounter, though one
    you will never remember

    and therefore life we
    must surely profess
    to be one enormous
    post traumatic stress

    disorder of chaotic
    order, we struggle to
    maintain the border
    between bedlam and
    this fake conjured order

    (and as time’s timely metronome
    counts down on our syndrome)

    cradle to the tomb?


    well I much
    preferred

    the womb
     
  2. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    not possible.

    tomb it is.
     
  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I preferred the womb, remember it or not. I like the idea of the warmth and being held. The tomb is too cold and lonely.:sad:

    I love this one - it's terrific!!:smile: :smile:

    Vodka your favorite? Whatever it is, it produces some astounding insight, and worded just right!!:wink: :smile:

    Hope you are alright. I think about you often when I don't see you here or hear from you. Always in my thoughts and hopes.

    love,

    least
     
  4. Bloody Hell! PTSD since the day of our birth - pushed out into this life...!

    That's wicked writing, and insight. Good to hear from you again Lentil Illness (we missed you) - your ears musta been burning...


    FAL1
     
  5. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    Thank you for your kind replies.

    Yes, my ears were burning.


    I thought that it was the vodka.

    LI x
     
  6. Vodka's killing me, and not because it makes my ears burn.

    We DID miss you - good to hear from your AHmazing self again...

    I can't get over these words...!

    but birth for what
    it is worth, will be
    the greatest trauma
    that you shall ever
    encounter, though one
    you will never remember

    and therefore life we
    must surely profess
    to be one enormous
    post traumatic stress


    *Sigh* how many births we must endure (along with the deaths). I LOVE your words.


    FAL1
     
  7. thedeafmusician

    thedeafmusician Staff Alumni

    I just love this poem! Like has been said... the bit about PTSD is just absolute pure genius methinks... thanks for sharing. :hug:

    TDM
     
  8. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    :hug:
     
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