Poems on the topic: obsession

Poems on the topic “obsession” on Poets.by.

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BomberJacknut

Monomania

There the clock has no hands, no hands, Yet the time still turns. I didn't have no plans, no plans, But the heart still yearns. Down on one knee, but the church bells stopped their tolling. Slip on the ring, but the birds've stopped their singing. Don't you hate me, don't you hate me darling? She's a scarecrow, but I can't stop how close I'm getting. There the sky has no clouds, no clouds, But the light still dies. Here there's no crowd, no crowd, Yet I can still feel their eyes. Hear that sweet song, but there's nobody out dancing. Turn up the heat, but there's nobody out moving. Don't you hate me, don't you hate me darling? She's a sideshow, but I can't stop how much I'm watching.
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ContemplativeHans Ostrom

The Collector

If you’re his wife, you’ve quit asking why it all piles up out there in the yard for everyone to see from the highway. Hubcaps from ghostly coupes. Beer signs in neon cursive. Coke machines, cars, cars, cars. You keep the house and the backyard according to your principles. You hate the mechanism in men that drives them to love machinery. If you're his dog, you urinate on tires encircling weeds. You sniff varieties of rust, chase squirrels until they disappear, until you ram your hot wet nose into angle iron; it all makes the yard difficult.

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