capture me in your film reel
put me back inside your toxic head
give me the angst i crave
give me the perfume of wastelands
give me the perfume of wastelands

it’s insensitive of you not to call
i swear to god i’m hanging over the edge
of this building and i’m gonna jump
i swear to god i’m gonna jump
without your visceral voice
i will hit the concrete headfirst

i’m not trying to be the bull in your china shop
i’m not looking for romantic disney love song
give me your health insurance
and all the disease that comes along with it

let’s pursue the american nightmare
let’s try to put the past behind us
let’s bury our children in the yard together
trauma bond with me for life
won’t you trauma bond with me for life?

i know there’s not a lot of hope here
i know there’s some spaces inbetween
they don’t fill in
they’ll never fill in
but let’s continue through shitstorms
umbrellas open now
umbrellas open now

we are children who played with lead paint toys
we are the island of misfits
let’s just close our eyes and hum the garbage disposal
let’s let go of that shiny diamond ring of hope




Author: brice maiurro

Denver poet. Author of Stupid Flowers, out now through Punch Drunk Press.

14 thoughts on “CAPTURE”

  1. put me back inside your toxic head

    seems to indicate you have broken free of the milieu you describe already if have to be “put back”. Just one alternative understanding.

    1. This was a weird one. I’m trying to get at that sick desire in some people to be in a destructive relationship. Something from my past but definitely not where I am now. A lot of times I just put on a song and write what I feel and this would be an example of just that.

  2. HA! I think I chuckled reading this. Of course I have been married for 26 years. Three teenagers later, and 5 grandkids.. um. . . It was amusing reminder of the numerous crap times. How old are you!?!
    This was excellent.

      1. Well, that has far more wisdom than your age belies. Pretty good observation. Could have easily been called Marriage. Oh, wait… marriage and capture could be the same thing. I know it will mean something different to everyone who reads. Really good.

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