Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


‘absence’

 

absence of you

is easier to deal with

than absence of self.

 

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8 thoughts on “absence

  1. Fiery says:

    … is it though? It depends whose absent. When myself is absent, it gives me break from all the insane clutter in my head. I don’t know. You’ve confusede and torn me with this one

    Regardless of my selfnobsessd ramblings , I love this. Your insight is…second to none

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      I know I’ve confused you. But to me it’s oh so clear

      1. Fiery says:

        Confused is good sometimes

      2. Shah Wharton says:

        The absence of the addictive substance, such as alcohol? Well, that’s my take as the daughter and ex-partner of ‘users’. Very clear. X

      3. Joseph Pinto says:

        Hi Shah! Actually, that’s not what I meant at all…always interesting how my work is interpreted…I think that’s the amazing part, how it can fit for so many people and perspectives xo

  2. Fiery says:

    It’s early, excuse the ridiculous typos 🤯

  3. Shah Wharton says:

    Joseph, lol. I have no idea how that date/time crept into my comment. Odd? Although I did find it difficult to log into WordPress and had to try a few times? Anyway, for me, a good poem is one which touches me personally, regardless of the biographical or intentional meaning. I love it when others manage that with my own poetry. That said, I do like to be right… lol. So, digging into my mental health experiences, it reminds me of depression. People think its an extreme sadness, but it isn’t just that. It’s also an apathy towards life, a detachment from the world around us, but also from ourselves. A terrifying experience. It might not be this either (lol) but it just goes to show how thought provoking your tiny poem is. X

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