SNAPSHOT. By Brian Rihlmann

It all feels useless

and at these times

I want to make 

grand proclamations 

about how I’m done 

with writing and words

I’m done swimming 

in the shallow end 

I’m done with this 

endless circle jerk

with this pale photocopy of life

with society’s treadmill

with women 

with love

I’m gonna break up

with this bitch

finally...

and start over

crack open my cataracts 

and see the real thing

for once

feel myself 

melt away

into the bigger picture 

become more than

a self aware

self obsessed pixel

on a screen

I know better

than to say such things 

but saying them is 

a last defense

a frantic grab

at the wheel

a rickety bridge

built halfway 

across the abyss

Brian Rihlmann was born in NJ, and currently lives in Reno, NV. He writes mostly semi autobiographical, confessional free verse, much of it on the so-called "grittier" side.  Folk poetry...for folks. He has been published in Constellate Magazine, Poppy Road Review, and has an upcoming piece in The American Journal Of Poetry.