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Broken Spirits with Smooth and Soft Cookies

I am a mad man with big disease,
and it’s nice to be able to accept that
in a globe that spins continuously,
dumping me in and out of brightly-gray cement
that always seems as though it is ready
to cure and freeze me.

But I never freeze, continue tumbling,
keep breathing through the gray,
hoping someone will accept me
in return, for who I might be or might
have been.

I accept my disease
while chewing on my chocolate,
evenly, with Buddhist aplomb, but
I do not, can not
accept my self.

And so those tubby entities
continue to smother me,
and I wonder why worry
about such an inconsequential life,
for it is over so soon.

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  1. #1 by silkeberens on May 2, 2012 - 10:17 am

    you like chocolate, it seems. I like this very lucid glimpse into your head.

    • #2 by Carl on May 2, 2012 - 10:37 pm

      I try to hide the chocolate, but it’s always there. Thank you for your kind comment!

  2. #3 by Carl D'Agostino on May 2, 2012 - 1:59 pm

    I accept my disease I accepted mine for so long. Then I got a divorce from it. Then wondered why I found it acceptable for all those years.

    • #4 by Carl on May 2, 2012 - 10:38 pm

      I was not granted a divorce with one of my diseases, but that is okay, for the divorce from the other was a wonderful gift.

  3. #5 by Evelyn on May 2, 2012 - 10:23 pm

    “I am a mad man with big disease,
    and it’s nice to be able to accept that
    in a globe that spins continuously”
    perfect
    “and I wonder why worry
    about such an inconsequential life,
    for it is over so soon.”
    more perfect.

    I might edit this down a bit. I feel like I can see the core, its red hot.
    Its real strong…

    • #6 by Carl on May 2, 2012 - 10:40 pm

      Thank you for your comment. I appreciate it. My editor has no moderation. He either forbids me from writing or he lets me blabber. No moderation.

      • #7 by Evelyn on May 3, 2012 - 10:18 am

        then go back and edit while he sleeps, slink around and drink tea whilst whittling…

  4. #8 by Pamela on May 14, 2012 - 6:55 pm

    Well, I was eating a piece of chocolate while reading–perfect! Honest, great write, Carl.

    • #9 by Carl on May 18, 2012 - 10:32 pm

      Thank you for your visit and thank you for your comment. It is encouraging to me.

      • #10 by Pamela on May 20, 2012 - 10:43 am

        It was my pleasure. I appreciate reading writers who are authentic in their writing. You’re one of them. xo

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