Sunday, April 24, 2011

NanU's excessive bus

Having no energy to buy a fresh ticket for the bus I'm trying to wangle my way on with an old stub - one from yonks ago about the very opposite of excess... hope you.... er... enjoy?!

Better poems as always here...


Jars inside her head


Looks like a clothes hanger,

A fashion drapes below her bored

Face, shiny as a hook

Afraid of food - baked grass, pigs ass

The mood, the look of it, the thought of eating jars inside her head

And though she knows by logic – it’s either eat the dead

Plants and animals – beat or join em

It’s so messy, dirty, cruel

She sees the working casual jaws of those around

They’re like machines for mess,

Blunt tools keep chomping on the detritus bought in shops

Or restaurants

She can’t imagine taking in

And carrying found things in her gut

Letting slip down her throat

Into her mouth

Past her teeth


Further on

That stuff

(am stuffing myself with easter eggs as I post this by the way for anyone concerned about life imitating art imitating life or anything)


Titus said...

Shocking, and powerful.

NanU said...

A very powerful insight.
Letting nothing in, we become nothing.

Helen said...

Powerful, yes! A family member is dealing with an eating disorder .. your poem illustrates that for me.

The Bug said...

It's a poem about an excess of not eating - very scary to get to that kind of place. Which, by the way, is foreign territory for me.

Niamh B said...

Thanks Titus, and NanU.
Sorry to hear that Helen, wishing you and them the best, as Bug says it's a very scary place, and thanks Bug, may it stay forever foreign!

Enchanted Oak said...

What force you have in these spare words, Niahm. This is massive poetry, big and frightening like El Greco's work.

Doctor FTSE said...

Very powerful piece. Not a word too many.

Peter Goulding said...

I was trying to figure out what kind of jars she could be eating inside her head.
Analytically speaking, the process of eating, as you describe, is pretty revolting.

Niamh B said...

Oak, you're very kind
And thanks to you too Doctor!
Peter - it's also one of life's great pleasures!

Karen said...

I've always been fascinated by how we synchronize our eating (AND I think we look quite bovine while we do it.) Doesn't stop me, by the way!

Niamh B said...

Karen, tis an endlessly fascinating topic alright, us and the stuff we eat and how we treat it/ view it/ work it etc etc etc

Totalfeckineejit said...

I'm never going to eat again!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Please don't write a poem about drinking!

Niamh B said...

Just as well Guinness is such a healthy and balanced food!

I won't. I wouldn't know how - haven't drunk since last October some time... very dehydrated at this stage...