Usually
Usually, I start the day 18 minutes
from home—a reverse lobotomy; awareness
driven into my brain by the glancing gaze
of train passengers. And so I hide
myself in watching as the sun wakes—
sketches warehouses and dormant concrete,
kisses gleaming liths of glass.
Usually, the riptide world slows
to a pregnant pause, and the cargo whisper
theories philosophically to one another:
now a failed subsystem, now a lot of blood on
an engineer’s conscience. At any rate,
we are subjected to twelve
more minutes of sapience in the grey
lullaby of the air conditioner.
Usually, the PA creaks and spits,
dribbling soup of lightning howls
and upside-down English. And then we jolt
and glide and halt beside two drink machines,
and a hundred cigarette butts,
and shunt ourselves into the waiting
roar of the city. And the hot wind ferries
us and makes us into ants.
Usually, I buy coffee from a pretty girl
who likes my hair and wears hers
up like kelp. She keeps a smile for me
she hides from sombre businessmen,
and I say thanks and suckle plastic
in my teeth.
Posted Feb 8, 2022, 6:10 PM UTC
Nice poem! I’ve enjoyed your past few including Smoker (revised) and Ars Pathetica. You have good command of words and vocabulary. It looks like in this poem you are describing your usual routine getting on train / train going but stopping unusually because of some malfunction before starting again after 12 minutes / and then eventually getting off the train and getting a coffee. So you have sketched a fairly routine subject matter that none of us really would think twice about ourselves using vibrant language, and I enjoyed it. It was almost a puzzle making sure I could understand certain phrases and words and debating which words I would have to look up on Google (less than I thought I would actually lol, I think just ‘lith’ and ‘sapience’). The figurative language like ‘reverse lobotomy’ are well done too and add more detail to the poem / story. I don’t really have anything to suggest, except I wish you didn’t use the word ‘suckle’ only because I have seen it used in several poems recently and I don’t know why everybody is suckling all of a suddenly lol. Anyways, I think it’s well done. Thanks for the read!
Those two poems were popular yeah, now I'm living in their shadow haha. You've nailed the subject matter here, which I'm happy about.
Liths was somewhat risky, I mostly wanted it for its pretty sound and association with monolith; in fact I had to look up the definition too. I did not realise suckle was having such a moment of fame lol, maybe I picked it up subconsciously.
Thanks for the detailed feedback!