Using the words cascade, excavate, relish, drip, and
dragging into this poem I was able to pull this out of thin air inspired
by the verbs mentioned. Even words can
inspire. What I really wanted to do was
experiment with the second person, which is something that poets and writers
rarely use. Should the reader feel
eerie? Does the reader turn into the narrator? The results of my experiment:
Going
Down
Your stocks have cascaded
As have you
Yet you relish in the moment
Of it all
Excavating deeper into your
wealth
Living the day recently
As if it were your last
With not an inch of worry
About the future
You should just liquefy your
assets
Live behind a warm tavern
Follow the demoralizing rigid
rules of strangers
Accept being dragged
Back to school
Back to square one
Down into to that cold cave
Of innocence and ignorance
Water drips
Down your spine
Loosening your bike’s chain
Penetrating your shoes
Moving downward without
hesitation
As if escaping
The judgmental eye
In the clouds
Where everyone looks up
Where everyone starts
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