Under

[LiteraryAntiquity]

My words are out of sync
on the blinks of blind men.
I stand at the station
in my damnation of escapists solution.
My words are out of sync
at the sink, in the mirror, vomiting in the bowl
from over eating
binge eating
to drop that final stone.
I'm saying too much
about myself,
I'll spare you the trouble
and just tell you
that I'm terrified of myself
in the steps of an untuned beat.
My words are out of sync
to give you the room to link
lines to one another
and I'm yet again going under.

[billy]

could have the lyrics to a song here LA.
this is the 2nd poem of yours i've read today with a good beat/rhythm to
lots to like about what you have going on in the poem.

thanks for the read

[jestalessa]

Consistently, my jaw is dropping with you, LA, I can't keep up at all. Amazing the perspective and natural rhythm and flow you get into these writes. SO natural! I hope I can get to that place eventually.

[Verbavore]

I like how you use the internal rhyme to demonstrate your lack of synchronicity. 8^)
The rhythm of this lends itself very well to the spoken word.

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[Verbavore]

Upon a re-read, the pace of this is really quick, and it's got lot's of assonance. Reminds me of Eminem. I still like this a lot.