Hey people, I'm new to the community. I've been experimenting with slam poetry for a little bit and I want to interact with some people who have been doing it too.
This piece seems kinda long, but I think it reads pretty fast.
At half past seven,
I find myself wondering.........
I ask you
“Where are we going?”
All you do is smile.
That smile of yours.
The one answer that leaves me tongue-tied.
Robs me of all the words that would normally be at my disposal,
and puts all my arguments,
all my ifs, ands, and buts to rest.
But even so,
helpless as I am,
I’m still happy.
I step back.
I take a breath.
I find my words again,
and I ask you
“What is this?”
Explain it to me.
Explain to me why I’m always in a rush, when I really have no place to go.
But then, in your presence, I can have the most important things in the world to do, and not even care.
that’s when I
To high school.
Gently rocked into slumber by the lullaby
E = MC…......
MC some shit!!
I don’t know!!!!
Who the fuck cares!!!!!
And as I sleep,
bits and pieces of
and quantum bullshit,
that I think I’ll never use
softly drift into my brain,
and unbeknownst to me,
decide to stay.
And those bits and pieces
decide that now is the time to make themselves known.
Because out of nowhere,
my physics teacher’s voice rings out.
So clearly that,
for a moment,
I feel like I’m 16 again.
I hear it,
and it says,
“Every phenomenon in the universe, be it natural or man-made, is the direct result of cause and effect.”
Cause and Effect.
That’s what it is.
A playful smile on your lips,
My large hands resting on your soft hips
has the effect
of stopping time.
Holding us in place.
Physics class again.
“Every action has an equal and opposite RE-action.”
We lock eyes on the elevator.
We’re both on our way to the same class.
You smile gently.
Toss your head to the side.
The beads in your braids rattle.
Like the laughter of small children.
“Every action has a re-action.”
So I react to the sound by saying “Hello.”
You react to me by saying “Hi.”
I react to your response by asking “How are you?”
You react by answering “Fine, and you?”
I react by saying “Better........now.’’
The ball is rolling.......
When will it stop?
I don’t know.
I don’t really want it too.......
Physics class again.
“Energy is neither lost nor destroyed, only transferred.”
You speak my name,
and the energy your voice creates makes beads of sweat percolate to the surface of my brow.
As speak to me,
Warm breath passes my throat,
and the energies it carries makes the hairs on the nape of my neck to stand at attention.
You rest your hand on mine.
Your fingers pulsate with energy that transfers to me.
Excited nerve endings
release waves of electricity
that ripple across the surface of my skin.
I pull my hand away from yours.
I don’t want you to get shocked.
These sensations that you cause in me have the effect of sweet pollen on bees,
candy on small children.
The energy that you impart
manifests itself in everything I am.
yet unforgiving grasp you hold over me.
The quiet whisper in my ear that I can’t explain.
And all of it
more or less,
through shit I didn’t even know I learned
in my high school physics class,
and that’s funny to me,
because as it turns out........
is one class
Feedback would really be appreciated. Thanx.