Gagging on the Wishes
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Gagging on the Wishes
Published:
12/19/2006
Format:
Perfect Bound Softcover
Pages:
68
Size:
5x8
ISBN:
978-1-42596-432-0
Print Type:
B/W

In his début work Gagging on the Wishes, Brian sets a new standard and style of prose that is sure to become a cult classic. Brian explores through his verse the down side of the trappings of success and the internalization of doubt and depression that seem to accompany the American dream.

 

 

 

Pick Lock

Is he gone? 
Her answer is a kiss 
Soft at first. 
She wants me to lead 
I like to lead 
My hand is in her robe 
The small of her back is warm 
Against my cold hand 
Her skin breaks with goose bumps 
She grinds into me 
I take what is offered 
Never enter a cave built in the sand  
It will collapse  
Suffocation is the result 
I have been in enough caves to know 
I am in one now 
Yet, In this other mans cave 
I have breath 
First time  
In a long time 
I remember the first time I stole 
I could tell by her eyes 
I just know she knows 
I remember 
Fear 
Excitement 
Exhilaration 
Guilt  
Shame 
Depression 
Repeat 
How come no one stopped me? 
Myself included. 
She said, 
“I know you, 
Better than anyone.” 
Perception is a box, 
Shaped like a fridge, 
The owners left the door on. 
We play hide and seek 
At all the wrong times 
I willing got in this box 
I am running out of air 
I can't breath 
I can't change that I have changed 
No one is coming 
No clerk 
No husband  
No wife 
She withdraws her tongue  
Arches 
We sink into each other 
Supported by the floor 
Counter 
Chair  
Couch 
Passion 
Discontent 
Loneliness 
Anger  
Rage 
We are each others fix 
Forbidden medicine 
Afflicted by the disease of intimacy 
The Disease of knowing to much 
Peeing with the door open 
Seeing too much  
Feeling too much 
Comfortable 
Worn 
Smooth 
Ragged 
Faded 
Melted 
Entrenched 
Bile does to food  
What time does to love 
What intimacy does to passion 
But here 
In this moment 
In this moment I am alive 
In this moment someone wants me 
In this moment there is no trash to take out, dishes to wash, things to fix or chasm's of things unsaid 
In this moment I am aware 
In this moment I can feel  
In this moment a key enters the door
 

 

Brian Johnson lives in Minneapolis Minnesota, where he works as a business analyst for a fortune 500 company and attends school at  Normandale Community College. Several of these pieces first appeared on his blog at http://brianinmpls.blogspot.com.

 
 


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