Bombing the pipes

Created in a writing workshop yesterday, a word collage/poem of CM Punk’s PipeBomb and the reaction to it…

While You Lay There

While you lay there,
hope-fully as uncomfortable as you possibly can be,
I want you to listen to me,
call it doing the favour, call it giving me the push, call it putting me over, call it redemption, call it paying back your sins…

I don’t hate you. I don’t even dislike you. I do like you. 

The only thing that’s real is me
referencing the real actions of the human beings backstage,
rather than the actions of the characters they play.
A sound basis for the study of this text,
explaining to me my final dramatic angle

“That was a chip that had been growing on my shoulder for years. 
It was almost therapeutic to get it all out.”

The wheel is going to keep turning and I understand that