Out of Touch - Kathryn Vanderoef

Jaded?

Why would you say such a thing?

You think I'm jaded?

I think you’re stupid

And unimaginative

And a bitch

A scared little bitch

Don’t laugh at that

(You really think I’m funny?)

You really think I'm jaded?

I think I have enough steam to run...

To run the miracle mile

I think it’s enough to...

I think it’s powerful enough to...

I may be jaded.

Alright, have it this certain way

If I weren’t jaded,

Maybe my lines wouldn’t sound like–

Sound like the thesaurus sedated

And wasting time would feel so good

And i wouldn’t be waiting

For something else to come along to burn through this page

And make a story that could entertain

Those who poetry is most hated,

by–

and by that i mean i could have

Created,

something marvelous, magnificent and i would be

Elated

to find this entity of sound

Soothing and eradicated the doubts that dumbfound

My own

sense

of self and it is so see through

Does that really sound jaded to you?

I know it is!

Please don’t raise your voice!

Keep it civil and polite and for fuck’s sake

Make a choice

It’s all over the place, your head is in on top of the trash

A single bone sticking out and sticky blood on jagged-cut flesh

Waving in daddy-o’s hand

Cheering on (what team?)

In the stands, maybe Notre–

Damn, this is proving a point

Of which you can tell it’s clear and at the end of the receipt it says...

Void?

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Kathryn Vanderoef is a now graduated student from UAlbany with a Bachelor’s Degree in English. She likes to write about sexuality, externalism, and writing itself as an art as it’s always what has come the most naturally. These are also darker themes that feel like the more you write about them, the more you unravel their secrets.