Tears of Indulgence and Lesser Things

By Peter J. Lisowsky

"Tears of Indulgence and Lesser Things" features a collection of over 100 poems by Peter J. Lisowsky and was written between November 2007 and September 2008. The unique narrative takes the reader on a wayward journey through the mind of one who is attempting to reassemble the pieces of a shattered life. This is the second publication of his poetry. His first publication, "Pitchforks with Cyanide Laced Angel Wings" was published in 2007.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 7, 2011
• ISBN: 9781257453498

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Tears of Indulgence and Lesser Things

Peter J. Lisowsky

Copyright © 2008 by Peter J. Lisowsky

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October 2008

eISBN: 978-1-25745-349-8

"Some people never go crazy, what truly horrible lives they

must live."

-Charles Bukowski

About the Author

Peter John Lisowsky was born in Long Branch, New Jersey in 1976. This collection of poems was written between November 2007 and September 2008. This is the second publication of his poetry. His first publication, Pitchforks with Cyanide Laced Angel Wings: Ninety-Five Poems, was published in 2007. Peter lives in Red Bank, New Jersey.

Part I:

The Fall

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Jigsaw

We are puzzle pieces wrapped around

A broken needle in the ground

It’s a light in the dark

A pause of the clock

Something we will never see again

Force fed lies by our own self

While trapped on top a pale white shelf

A seem that bleeds and sacrifices me

All the bruises discolor the greed

Something we will never see again

This river is violence damned by closure

Streams of thoughts risk life exposure

Shades of green and fall leaf red

Ground down to the molecules we have bred

Fighting yourself like a punch in the dark

Bleeding patience is a virgin walking in the park

Loosen the noose that is hanging the light

Preaching prosperity but not willing to fight

Something we will never breathe again

The fire lighting strikes us down

Melting the pieces that no one found

Impossible to put back together

When life drifts past like a ghost of a feather

Something we will never see again

Swathed

Dreams like visions

Unheard and unseen

Leaping over the valley tree

Under falls that do not wash clean

Drench me in your delight

Against the fawn sleeping with amnesty

Withdraw your anger, guilt and pain

Regain the feel of honesty

Crush me to powder then rebuild the fire

Piece by piece, limb by limb

Section me off, removing the sick pieces

Understand the loss to enjoy the win

Amplified by the electricity of death

The corset unravels

Revealing a solemn sparrow

Quiet with zeal, a life worth traveled

Hold Me In

We opened our mouths

And the words fell into the sand

The curtain of sky unfurls to let in light

And the windows close

On our hands

While we smile

We hold truth to our hearts

To its conviction

I try to come down

But we cannot release this pain

As quickly as the drugs

As fast as the reality returns to normality

With its condescending oblivion

We are exploding

Please hold us in

We are exploding

Please hold me in

Burning Down Your Own House

Her dreams

Crash

Before us

We watch them burn

We laugh

Then we run

From this vessel

Yet confide

In its lesson

Its vehicle

Transporting blame

Ignoring the obvious

Its path to happiness

The road

Void of a plateau

Keeping the game alive

Protection

From ourselves

And all we are capable of

Mindfuck

Our habits render unnecessarily

We are locked in

The mandible is massive

Its art form is inconclusive

The slits in the ground lead us

To the end of the world

Yet we know not the end

The unbelievable just became real

We are lost while clothed in our awareness

The translucent hills before us

Give peace of mind

Shred away our confusion

She is still in there

She will not leave

Fault lines

Surround our bodies