photo from Pexels by artist Elina Fairytale
a poem by Joshua Brown
The grinch sat among them
His cowardly face hidden
In a perpetual disapproval
For he saw not the world
But the eternal mirror inward
And he saw his own treason
To his own soul and influence
Casting down his weapons
And fleeing from his protectors
Into the armaments of spies
And the joy of the parishioners
Was lost beyond him and they
Cared not that he had abandoned
His own care for life but danced
Mirthiliy ignoring broken hearts
And Christmas was their sweet
Cathartic charity that left essence
Unrequired beyond that jovial
Time to care for the self absconded
Child that scowled in wilderness
Cheer, cheer, ye stupid old cunt
For today is of the evergreen
And WE are happy, so too ye
Should be among the selfish
Selfish. selFiSH. S3LF15h.
And the birth of abuses came
For the word was but a slur
To the old grinch who hated
His own child for the pain brought
By the preservational betrayal
And the grinch cried out loud
You fucking selfish pricks
You love the child inside you
But the child inside me dies
A little more everyday I live
For I am a man of unclean lips
Speaking judgements upon
The innocent child who
Desires to dance with you
But flies. Flies from mirth.
Flies. Not in angry tones broad.
Flies. Not in drunken stupor.
Flies. Not in schizo superstitions.
Flies. Not in flirty painted lust.
Flies. In the silence of betrayal.
And erased the words just
Now spoken on screen or page.
Burned up the memory
For the grinch is forgotten.
Because no one listened.
His soul, he cast down to hell
To betray not only him
But his own seed he abused
And abused. And abused.
Though he himself knew
The pain and agony erect
By the abuse and oft neglect
Of the innocent child divine
A victimless spanking crime
Of erasure.
#poem #poetry #christmas #holidays #selfknowledge #evil #sin #abuse #neglect #abandonment #selferasure #selfsabatoge #internalfamilysystems
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Thanks for checking out "Grinch!" I wrote it while riding the bus in Aurora, CO on my way to do some Christmas shopping on December 1, 2022. You can check out my last poem "Womb of Steel" which is a reflection on cars and their interplay with our humanity.
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