This is the first time I’ve posted my own poetry on my blog so naturally I’m terrified. Here you go.
Holding Onto a Reason by Fred Slusher
i write memoirs of crushed rose petals and
poetry aided by artificially
-intelligent algorithms predicting
what it is my thumbs want to say
next but sometimes a different agenda
takes root. on an island of one, there is
no need for a king or a dream because
in the world of the self, there is only
the now — no need for dreams or sleep or
dreams or dreams or dreams or the sound of
rain slapping the truth out of the earth. the
closest i ever came to nirvana was the first
time i saw lady gaga perform yoü and i
bearing down on a baby grand in heels higher
than heaven studded in leather and the
glimmer of the stage lights brighter than
broadway than all the stars in the sky.
somethin’ ‘bout lonely nights and my lipstick
on your face. i swam through a river of my own
blood to wash up on another unforgiving
shore. i clutched years like shards of glass
in my clenched fists and decided to keep
holding onto a reason.
Note: The phrase “somethin’ ‘bout lonely nights and my lipstick on your face” is borrowed from “Yoü and I” by Lady Gaga (Stefani Germanotta) who also wrote the lyrics. © 2014 Interscope Records.
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