Jon Pear (a.k.a. NeuroAster)

So the condom broke . . .

In schmategory on March 10, 2008 at 9:20 pm

Doctor Lutum and Madam Domus appear in Winnipeg still

Driving metal and glass on tires, and remaining publicly cool

All our windows and mirrors broke us, the rubber rolls them along

Creeping up to my steps on solitude’s pavement, where I belong

Proud shame oozes down the septic-tank of the heart

They’ve done quite enough, they’ve kept their halos intact

Now I’m taking forever just to renew, recover, and heal

Doctor Lutum and Madam Domus appear in Winnipeg still

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  1. Interesting, thought-provoking title, it just grabs you from the start. Who or what are Doctor Lutum and Madam Domus? I like the imagery of the “driving metal and glass on tires” and especially “all our windows and mirrors broke us”, which is quite profound. “Solitude’s pavement” is quite an interesting image, as it is not what one would expect in the description of the city, “where I belong”. Evocative! “Septic tank of the heart” sure paints an image one does not consider typically but some people do have dirty hearts, as it were. This poem has a strong message that just leaves the reader wondering and thinking…

  2. (((((HUGS)))))

    Did you get my e-mail? 🙂

  3. Yes, please check your email.

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