Ceramic Palace
When I was young I obsessed with being clean.
Monthly, when the water bill came, my mother would discuss my lengthy showers.
I couldn’t tell her that forever was not enough time.
I could spend eternity remaining pure in a ceramic palace made for only my body.
Filthy hands, teeth, and blood would stay away for good.
The curtains hide blisters as the flames purify the sin of owning skin to make it holy once again.
Humming hymns echoing across corridors.
It’s only me and my tiny twin reciting placations to the faucet.
It, though uncanny, tells me I will be okay, and that someday I will outgrow this place.
My solace will expand to my temple, and there I can become painlessly safe and clean.
Not today, but someday.
Critiques/Comments: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/rly6zl/chasing_after_wind/hpm81pb/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf&context=3
Edit: I DID have line breaks when I formatted it in the text editor? So I don’t know why the sentences merged, but each sentence originally had a break after.
Edit 2: I’ve tried best to format it the way I have it written but the editor is kicking me so it looks pretty awkward to read, apologies.
Posted Dec 22, 2021, 11:28 PM UTC · edited
This is obviously a poem to me. I’m kind of surprised people are saying this isn’t a poem. What story is written in this way? Lol - the answer is only stories written in poetic form……
I liked your vulnerability and the content of the poem. I’m convinced your use of periods is what caused other commenters to believe this isn’t a poem. This is 100% a poem
I know what it’s like to feel gross or dirty and be able to do nothing to satisfy that revulsion
Not today, but someday is my favorite line of this poem
I felt your pain and the honesty displayed here is admirable
I did have issues with the formatting before! So they weren’t wrong in their criticism before I edited it. Some of the sentences weren’t broken apart (so it appeared much more like a paragraph).
Personally a paragraph can still be a poem. One of my fave poems is this Richard brautigan one about coffee: https://allpoetry.com/poem/8508973-Coffee-by-Richard-Brautigan
Some would say this is too narrative but I think it’s perfect
A paragraph doesn’t detract from a poem