Central Maze A Poem About The Connection Between All

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

J. Hope Stein, author of Occasionally, I remove your brain through your nose is the mastermind behind this poem.

This poem is titled Central Maze and it was published on January 8, 2018. You can find a lot of her poem in The New Yorker, and Poetry International.

I'm sure we can all agree that she is quite witty in her writing and very talented.

A poem by J, Hope Stein.

We are a sucking people . . .  we look to
each   other   for   nourishment   . . .   Afraid   of  what
will    happen    to    us    if    we    feed    in public     . . .     we
hide           in           broom-closets           and           restrooms            . . .
take      cover      here      in      the      Central     Maze     of     the
Forking   Paths    . . .    to   snack   freely    . . .    lull   with
moss         and         mushroom         and         the        nine-banded
armadillo   . . .   with   caterpillar   and   butterfly  and
butterfly         bush         . . .         amid         the         odor        of        wild
thyme      which,      to     deter     predators,     has     evolved
to become more pungent . . .
. . .  among sow and puppy and piglet  . . .  among
whatever           milk-producing           mammal           survived
the   Era   of   Cancers   and   Guns   and   held on    . . .
each   of   us   is   alive   only  by  the  teat  of  the  other
. . .

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poems are very unique and interesting @joseph

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good job man

We are a sucking people . . .  we look to
each   other   for   nourishment   . . .   Afraid   of  what
will    happen    to    us    if    we    feed    in public     . . .    this is so true. Most people act like leeches sucking out your finances, your imagination, your believe and your work loving you empty. They always do it in private not in public because if they try it in public other people would question them

Hi, I'll follow you, hope you follow me

I remove your brain through your nose
Through deceit a game of fools
Suck life out of you and make you lose
Make you so confused

I remove the love fun and truth
Play the song in reggae and blues
Till you're all confused
Till nothing else to do

Thank you for your post

*We are alive only to be the teat of the other"

How true that is.

We live and sow
But our hearts look out
To see the other path
Of our gentle guide

We live to love
To love and be loved
Without love
We are just full bags
With nothing inside

You are amazing! Thank you! @joseph

You have quite the way with words. I choose to follow you. My first following.

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