"Crucifixion of the Paper Tiger"
A fragile silhouette slipped
on something a little more comfortable-
blanch silk wrapped in navy noose:
this eulogy is beautiful.
She lusts the touch,
the stain I spill across her limbs;
I'll tell her everything she wants to hear-
because I wrote the book on us.
This is love
with dashed guidelines,
margins, and pencil perfect nothings.
My cursive serenade.
This song makes better braille-
but she knows that more than anyone.
My little anything I want,
welcomed to fold.
I'd like to think
us more than origami makeshift:
duct tape & staple, main of paperclip.
I loved her on dawn of inkblot,
and through the lost quotation-
but this question mark you wear
is no enigma.
Beneath the misanthrope
your paper mashea quivers;
dampened by your own metaphor,
you risk womb for slight of hand.
You have no spine and for that
I'll hold you closer-
as your conclusion finishes i: our stigmata divine-
crucifixion of the paper tiger;
I am your pleasantry vindicated
in lacerate: ϯ.
We are artificial-
answered blanks surrounded
by the quills forgotten question.
I'll hold these paper cuts to my heart
short a postage mark.
Untold in ink so sincerely-
I loved the lack of right
in this love that I never chose to write.
Re: "Crucifixion of the Paper Tiger"
pretty heartfelt bra, not your best but i see your styles changed since i last saw. nothing really left to assume in this peice, enjoyable but a little of a shock with the inconsistancy, your flow of words messed up a little at the breaks but i still always like your shit. good job overall though man.
btw, im on my freinds comp so dont bother getting at me on aim, but i will be back soon trust me.
Re: "Crucifixion of the Paper Tiger"
Yeah, It's never my best...
Re: "Crucifixion of the Paper Tiger"
Wow, a really nice little eye opener for me, I loved the whole lexical field of paper and ink, it illustrated to me the fragility of human decision. I don't know if I took from this what you intended, but I finished reading feeling relieved and at peace with myself. The idea I played upon was that of the openess of the imagination, contrasted near-perfectly with the restrictions of human ability, the paper tiger for me was a representation of creation, the persona built exactly what he wanted to in the medium of paper, but he could not choose his path in reality, I had the feeling he could only reach so far, control so much, the rest was left to fate. I'm probably wandering off on a mega tangeant here but thats just what I took from this. A great writer can evoke emotion and questions in the mind of the most diverse readers and thats what I believe this piece shows of you, you are an extremely capable writer, given that this is the only piece of yours I've read.
It was an enjoyable read which left my head buzzing with unanswered questions, a very philosophical piece, theres not alot I can criticise about it to be perfectly honest. I would however love to discover your inspiration for this piece, and the idea behind it as you decided to portray it. That would be interesting.
I will definately be looking out for you in the future. I would really appriciate it if you could find the time to reply to my piece, entitled 'Two Brothers', keep the board alive!