The lazy river spits
swallows out and I,
I listen to the music,
a gramophone in my head with
green and yellow mellowing the
darkness passing by;
Current rocks me forward,
and I, I am an astronaut in orbit,
ever-falling down and down
to the ocean, the entire Earth
below me.
If I squeeze my eyes, I
can see stars in the darkness,
specks inspired by the pressure
of my thumbs and fingers; I?
I am the last man on
this lazy river–
I am Cain, left to wander
with only birds and fish
to hear my tales. My cure came late,
all mammals lost, and
the burden of civilization
falls to reptiles.
Kaolin Imago Fire is a conglomeration of ideas, side projects, and experiments. Outside of his primary occupation, he also develops computer games, edits Greatest Uncommon Denominator Magazine, and very occasionally teaches computer science. He has had poetry published in Strange Horizons, Every Day Weirdness, and Bull Spec, among others.
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January 25th, 2011 at 1:21 pm
I like some things about this poem very much, for example, I like the repetion of the “and I” lines. But I don’t like the varied jumble of other metaphors – astronauts, stars, animals. I think the poem would be stronger with a continuity of the “lazy river” theme. The “last man” theme is too reminiscent of “I wouldn’t if you were the last man on earth” theme and assuming that one is the “last man” is an emotion of arrogance opposing the self-suffering lack of arrogance described elsewhere in the poem.
February 6th, 2011 at 7:52 pm
I like the repetitive ‘I’ in this one. I like the mood too, nicely done. And once I’m gone the reptiles are welcome to what they can have, you know?