Analysis of I Played Rock Paper Scissors In The Mirror...And Lost
We want the power of the divine and don’t consider the cost,
No fun and games; I played rocks paper scissors in the mirror and lost.
Rock beats scissors, that adds up. I’m just glad it’s you
Then you look up at the mirror and see that there’s no one staring back at you
Damn.
There’s a knock at the front door, the phone starts ringing, the back door slides open — your arm starts stinging
The needle moves, the floor shakes, you’re surrounded by mist,
The needle breaks, The floor falls, your bound by the wrists
You enter a zone far far away from home... where time and sound doesn't exist
You taste colors and hear dreams, fear isn’t what fear seems
Cry from happiness or misery, tears aren’t what tears seem
Then dark clouds form, wraiths and phantoms start circling you,
They're talking bout hurting you
You curse names and wish pain to all who deserted you
You get hit from a distance, collapse in an instance
Fall cushioned by an entity with more presence than a rich kid's Christmas...mmmm
A stone so heavy he can’t lift it is lifted
A gray Rubix cube is solved any way that you twist it
Colorless world is what you’re seeing
Roamed by monsters, ghouls, 4th 5th 7th dimensional beings
That breed in water worlds,
seeing creatures..sea creatures. Its as off as off gets,
I'm sleeping with piranhas, I’m napping with the Loch Ness (he’s got a long neck
Scheme | XXAAX B CXC XD AAA XD XX BX XXX |
---|---|
Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101010010101001 11011111010001001 111011111111 1111101001111110111 1 10110110111001111011110 0101011101011 010101111101 1100111011111011001 111001111111 111001100110111 1111101011001 1101101 1110111110101 1111010010110 11011100111010111 011101111110 0111111011111 100111110 11101111111010010 110101 10110111111 11011110101111011 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,393 |
Words | 265 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 1, 3, 2, 3, 2, 2, 2, 3 |
Lines Amount | 23 |
Letters per line (avg) | 46 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 118 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
About this poem
One day during self-isolation, Mr.SmartCity played Rock Paper Scissors in the mirror. He drew a rock ….while his own reflection in the mirror showed him holding scissors. That set off a panic that kickstarted a series of ethereal events that are almost impossible to describe. This poem does its best to recreate the visuals and auditory hallucinations —or spiritual visions — that ensued. A vivid recount of an episode of psychosis and hallucination induced from a 2 year self-isolation period where Mr. SmartCity locked himself in a room and disconnected from all social media, TV, Movies, and leisurely social interaction. During this time Mr.SmartCity wrote 7 books, 50+ spoken word poems, and achieved sobriety. The importance of social interaction and communicating with other humans is important. The side effects of withdrawing socially are harsh. Add stress from devastating events and lack of sleep to the mix and you have the perfect ingredients for distorted visions and hallucinations. more »
Written on April 17, 2022
Submitted by housestrategy on April 18, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
- 1:20 min read
- 12 Views
Citation
Use the citation below to add this poem analysis to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"I Played Rock Paper Scissors In The Mirror...And Lost" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 11 Jun 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem-analysis/125090/i-played-rock-paper-scissors-in-the-mirror...and-lost>.
Discuss this RH SmartCity poem analysis with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In