Critical Mass – Nathan McCool

There used to be a lake here but
it too is just drained now.  I may have once
been a ghost of water
able to enter and exit places without recognition,
able to touch a mouth and not leave a
taste or a mark – just
the sensation that something has been there
to calm a need.
Some days now I’m more just the spirit
of fire.
A ghost of smoke
A ghost of echoes
A ghost of ghosts
And I could truly be of the same amount
of use. My grass is overgrown.
Hasn’t been cut in weeks and I just
don’t give a damn. All my guitar strings are dead.
My Social Distortion vinyl skips on all my
favorite parts
because that’s where I’ve accidentally placed myself
again.
My fingers pressing in involuntary, pushed
by the weight of all I’ve done and failed to do.
I’m so full of everything. I’ve taken in so much
of what the world has to give, and I’ve
tried to take back so much of what life has
stolen. But sometimes I still can’t feel it.

There used to be a lake here but
it too is just drained now. I break in
in the middle of the night and step right
into its tomb.
This crater overflows with me
and I think maybe nothing and no one
will ever be able to hold all that I am now.

Author: Sudden Denouement

A Literary Collective

25 thoughts on “Critical Mass – Nathan McCool”

    1. Thank you very much. I really, really admire your work. It’s always something extremely powerful and real. I’m glad that you enjoyed this piece.

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    1. Thank you. It’s always wonderful to know that people can reach out and understand and connect to other people through art. I’m glad we could connect that way.

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    1. Aw shucks! You’re gonna make me blush. Honestly though, thank you very much for the kind words. I’m glad to be a part of SD.

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    1. Thank you. It’s always wonderful to hear from you and that’s an incredible compliment from someone who always shines so brightly.

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