Wrecking Ball!

The moon said to the sky:
Hello darkness, my old friend.
The sky answered with ripped
open wounds through which
live wires glistened.

The old tree asked the musician:
where in Grove City can you get
a decent pizza?
The musician
shrugged, but felt the question
as a ghost that had brushed
past him somewhere before

while the Queen of Diamonds
rode through the eggplant night
nude, astride a wrecking ball
and licking a hammer. Her

glittery ornament slammed into
the side of the dawn, busting a hole
through the lavender, rust, and cherry
striped demarcation line between night and
morning. Through the hole, Babyface heard

a lyric line looping around his ear:
You know the day destroys the night,
night divides the day.
Gemstone cookie
dust crumbled at his feet while doors
erupted out of the night’s skin and

flew open: through one, a victory rolled
vixen in a white tight sweater dress rode
in the bed of a crumpled, belching truck
driven by a pale gold skinned man with
citrine eyes. She sang: there’s no
map! And a compass wouldn’t help
at all.
Through another door,

a chocolate, sunglass masked man clad
in leather leggings and a leather kilt pranced:
the Masked Woman rolled her eyes and
groaned at the sight. The other Innocents

and the Changeling watched and wondered
as other miscreants marched in from openings
in the wire clad dawn, including a blonde sweater
minstrel carrying a mint green gold-stringed
guitar. Aanteekwa ripped her gaze from this

crazy unfurling of the world and saw
D.S. walking through an open portal and
mumbling quietly to himself: I’m just
tryin’ to find my way.
She glanced quickly
at the musician and Babyface, who
nodded and then ran after her as she
followed him through the gaping hole
in the morning.

Written 12/30 and 13/31/13
© 2013 Nicole Nicholson. All rights reserved.

Happy New Year everyone!

This poem was written for the last We Write Poems Bonus Prompt of 2013 in which I created a Wordle based on the poems written to the previous bonus prompts in December. More details are in the prompt post.

I decided to continue the Aanteekwa story from “O Christmas Tree”, which was kind of a crazy poem on its own — but this is the unraveling of their reality facilitated by Miley Cyrus’ wrecking ball. Ain’t it grand?


P.S. I just realized that I forgot to properly credit the musicians from whom I borrowed lyrics for this poem. So, here goes:

“Hello darkness, my old friend”: Simon and Garkfunkel, “The Sounds of Silence”
“You know the day destroys the night, night divides the day”: The Doors, “Break on Through (to the Other Side)”
“And there’s no map…and a compass wouldn’t help at all.”: Bjork, “Human Behaviour”
“I’m just tryin’ to find my way“: Nine Inch Nails, “Find My Way”

About ravenswingpoetry

I am a 37 year old writer from Columbus, OH and the creator of Raven's Wing Poetry. I am a poet, seeker, fellow traveler, and Aspie.
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3 Responses to Wrecking Ball!

  1. Irene says:

    A groovy poem. Kudos on the reference to wrecking ball!

  2. Pingback: Chamber of Horrors | Raven's Wing Poetry

  3. stimmyabby says:

    Cool poem! It made me laugh. I love the Doors. :)

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