Student Life August 2019
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RECOVERY<br />
POEM BY SOLOMON HOLMES<br />
It spreads like a tumour, a virus,<br />
a vile rumour<br />
around an industrial high<br />
school playground.<br />
It stings the air<br />
like hail on frozen cheekbones,<br />
dust on a blustery day.<br />
It breathes doubt into belief<br />
Strips the sanity from grief<br />
That feeling before a spree.<br />
It stings the air like smog on a<br />
built up estate<br />
stale smoke from the last puffs<br />
of a cigarette.<br />
It’s a truculent trickster,<br />
Con artist with nothing to sell.<br />
Welcomes you with open arms<br />
Wears a vacant glare, a menacing grin.<br />
Looks you straight in the eyes as<br />
it robs you senseless.<br />
It stings the air<br />
corrupting the confidences of<br />
all those around.<br />
That feeling before a blowout.<br />
Manipulates the matter surrounding<br />
for a cheap thrill<br />
Reaping the weeping souls of<br />
whenever,<br />
wherever,<br />
whoever…<br />
It’s got a wad of terminology<br />
taking every chance to prevent,<br />
Any signs of logical progression,<br />
Any chance to circumvent.<br />
It stings the air<br />
like a misjudged joke at a dinner table.<br />
Insecurities are secured<br />
They’re part of the contract.<br />
It stings the air<br />
Then refuses to sit within the atmosphere<br />
It performs with a totalitarian sincerity<br />
To an audience sick of all of the lies<br />
With the absolute best of intentions<br />
It doesn’t intend to provoke demise.<br />
Misunderstood in its simplicity<br />
It covers itself up to sustain.<br />
That luscious lascivious, intoxicating glow<br />
It’d do anything just to feel whole again.<br />
It finds its home in everyone,<br />
though there are some that it prefers.<br />
It waits for you to be calm,<br />
waits for you to be<br />
Floating in tranquility across the<br />
placid lake of reality.<br />
Awaits the perfect time to cause a storm.<br />
Somewhere down the stream<br />
it’ll find its place.<br />
Somewhere down the stream<br />
you’ll forget it’s there.<br />
It stings the air<br />
You’ll just have to learn to put<br />
on more layers.<br />
21 • ART• STUDENT LIFE