Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Gouger

He gouges
out his eyes
to reach his soul
but finds his mind.

He tears and shreds
away the grey
leaving just an empty skull
but still no soul.

15 comments:

  1. He was misinformed! The soul is never found above the neck, but within the heart. (p.s. don't tell him. He'll be a cadaver before his time.)

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    1. Some might say the soul lies in the eyes ;-)

      But I guess the message is we tear ourselves apart to find ourselves. If we destroy our mind in the process, a heart won't really matter. Although being hollow headed is preferable to being hollow hearted I suppose.

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    1. Thanks, Shrey :) I shortened Shreya. Thought it sounded hip like "whaddup Shreyyyy?"

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  3. No, you're all confused! The eyes are the WINDOWS to the soul. That must mean the soul is somewhere behind your pretty little peepers. I'm with whatever Annie says....she's my homie. xo

    PS: The poem is awesome and as deep as the ocean. I love it!!!

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    1. I don't know, Marion. If you get a heart transplant it doesn't make you a different person. If you get a brain transplant it just might ;-)

      Buut very glad you found my poem like the ocean. Do you go to the ocean a lot?

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  4. Yes, sometimes one can be TOO introverted and in an effort to "find ourselves" sometimes we lose ourselves. Good message.

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  5. We tear at ourselves at times because we want to be what others want...I can see so many things in such few words

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    1. I think that first part of your comment is a poem in itself :-)

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  6. I imagine a screwdriver being implemented as the gouging tool.

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You've found your way inside my head and now there's no way out!