To The Lady In My Head (12)

Youth is over

staring thru a computer screen

baring my soul

we met when we were 22

you slept through words

as I paced McCauley unit

thinking of a clock’s battery cell

and the eternity that was my march

that was 2010

and in that time

i’ve come to know that the only truth

which is that fame came to you swift and easy

as I watched the leaves drift from your tree…

you sang of disco sticks and giving million reasons

while I drifted in and out of consciousness

strapped to tables and drilled with shots

told take a pill that would calm me…

damn did that one hurt!–

you sold a million records

had a hit or two

as I fucked men thinking I was a housewife

…jerry’s dick was small and his balls disgusting..

coming to realize fame would never be my fortune

nor fickle me…

I was lost in a Cleveland

a back road that led to a the City Mission

where I found god and yet realized fame was what I sought

so he made me a poet and gave me a curse

homelessness to discipline me

and a mother to disgust….

I fucked a camera for a minute

hoping a gay man would pay me for my time

jacking off into cum socks when not being voyeur-ed

still dreaming of the time we said we do

still waiting for my fortunate

and discovering my fame…

i’m 31 now

as are you

and words don’t come easy but do

and in this shitty poem I compose at your doorstep

I realize

I had my youth

Because I see it in you


About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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9 Responses to To The Lady In My Head (12)

  1. rvramosptukie says:

    Very nice! Great read 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Thanks. She seems to be on my mind lately!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. rvramosptukie says:

    Well if she brings poems like this out of you then it’s not all bad 😊

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  4. ❤️❤️❤️

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  5. Brave words, Michael

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  6. Brace parhaps tho they often feel foolish, but from the heart nonetheless

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  7. Say it like you mean it

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