Oxygen for a Sort of Love Song

Love,
as a true bloom
and pulsing grist,
and not just mutiny,
opiate in its seize
and grip,
should, at day’s end,
allow you to breathe
easier,
lungs rooming with heart,
space,
carved out of ceaseless flow,
respiring toward growth,
contrary to the shopworn opinion
and impossible mania
of love, the pipe fiend
and drug fix,
love, the eyeless valentine, doped,
which trades in
or constricts
the slowest
deepest
seasons of breathing
for the smallest hours
of concert
and trepass.

 

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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
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2 Responses to Oxygen for a Sort of Love Song

  1. João-Maria's avatar Johnny says:

    Ah, absolutely delightful.
    It’s been long since I’ve read a push-pull composition, they are very rare nowadays. In fact, all original zero-stanza forms are rare to come by. You’ve done an awesome job.
    The content of the poem, although beyond my scope, feels like an energiser with a drop of rage. Almost revolt, even.
    Thank you for displaying this to us.

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