Slipped Not

Summary

"Slipped Not" is a free-verse poem that explores the theme of lost security and the struggle to cope with the absence of a protective figure.

Abstract

The poem "Slipped Not" delves into the emotional journey of a protagonist who faces the disintegration of her perceived safe space. The narrative unfolds with the erasure of a sanctuary, symbolized by a blinking cursor and a pixel glitch, leading to a sense of displacement. The protagonist's hero, once a source of strength and security, abandons her, leaving her unprepared to deal with the vulnerability that follows. As she grapples with the loss of this splendid security, she attempts to repair her world, sowing seeds in a garden riddled with metaphorical wormholes that have damaged her heart. The poem conveys the pain of being torn apart by time and circumstances, with the protagonist struggling against the inevitability of endings and the elusiveness of futures that were once promised. In a desperate attempt to make sense of her situation, she scrawls equations, striving to calculate relationships that remain beyond her grasp, ultimately leading to a sense of despair and erasure of self.

Opinions

The poem reflects a deep sense of betrayal and abandonment by a figure that once represented safety and heroism.
There is a palpable feeling of being overwhelmed by the vastness of space and the coldness of isolation, emphasizing the protagonist's vulnerability.
The use of metaphors such as the garden, wormholes, and the galaxy's arm suggests a yearning for connection and the difficulty of mending a fractured sense of security.
The protagonist's attempt to use logic and reason, represented by desperate equations, indicates a futile effort to control the uncontrollable aspects of human relationships.
The poem concludes with a sense of resignation and the inevitability of loss, as the protagonist faces the impossibility of actualizing her desires and the death of her former self.

A free-verse poem of false security lost

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Safe space erased blinking cursor flash misplaced a pixel a glitch disemboweled in a ditch frozen fled displaced to the coldest edge of space approaching the stillness of zero

Her hero her saviour descending from favour abandoned a post dissipates a ghost lost armour disarmed her unprepared to repair to her muse

Disabused of her fantasy grasping air under sea wondering what will be come in his place how to replace such splendid security he held in obscurity never seen always felt in the reach of a galaxy’s arm

Never harmed yet still hurt crossed feelings in a flirt scrabbled fingers grasping dirt in the garden of a friend where she’s sowing just to mend all the wormholes that have eaten through her heart

Torn apart in time rent mortgaged castles that were spent endings justifying means for futures never seen in the crystal balls of seers in the night

She can’t fight all the bones rattled cages carved from stone as she shivers all alone in this vacuum of her classroom where she scrawls desperate equations to calculate relations she can never actualise in desperation wails cries . erases . dies

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