Nosirrom Te Nampa[H]Ch I often forget he was shy. Forget how like I am - this guy. Words an outlet for trapped words. Vocal (frozen) cords. Liquid cure for it all. Not for me. Value life. Easy cure. Heavy price. What to do? Time does call. Genius. Madness. Helpless. Worthless. ----------thoughts------------ Influence-good or bad? Still there. Permanent. Motives. Wisdom. Freedom. Sadness? Hope for all. Apathy. Speaking without a sound. Changed again. Asimilar self.
This is a throwback poem from a previously published book. I’ll be posting throwbacks every Wednesday.
I wrote this poem in high school after learning two of my childhood artistic heroes, Graham Chapman and Jim Morrison, also struggled with shyness. The poem ultimately morphs into an autobiographical poem whose personal meaning for the author has faded into the ether. I was reading Graham Chapman’s A Liar’s Autobiography and a lot of Jim Morrison’s poetry at the time. This poem appears in Tea & Sprockets.
Tea & Sprockets
Tea & Sprockets is D.L. Lang's debut poetry book. This collection spans 15 years of work, encompassing poems from 1995 to 2010. Across the 106 selected poems, Lang weaves together themes of love and friendship, death and loss, war and peace.