that funny feeling
there it is, again #poem #phoebebridgers #poetry #writing #tiktok
It's hard to put your finger on, isn't it? That 'funny feeling' that just seems to linger these days. My poem tries to capture snippets of it – the constant news cycle, the clock app ticking downward, the strange juxtaposition of global crises and everyday absurdities. From wildfires in Los Angeles to blizzards in the east, and new year's eve explosions, it often feels like we're living in a surreal movie where fireworks keep going off. It's a shared anxiety, almost a background hum to modern life. We're bombarded with information, some deeply troubling like 'prescription medication for hurricane relief,' some just plain bizarre. We see 'healthcare coward comments blocked' and the fear of 'cutting off your family, no more home for the holidays,' all adding to this pervasive sense of unease. There's 'the resurgence of what's to come and end the human race,' juxtaposed with 'the fear of getting old, canceled shows and jimmy's gone Hollywood on trial, questions of the great beyond.' This is why I find myself drawn to satire and poetry. How else do you process 'brand new construction built on top of borrowed ground,' or the feeling that 'nobody can save you if you can't learn how to beg'? Satire, in its own sharp way, helps us articulate these complex emotions. It allows us to laugh, or at least grimace, at the ridiculousness, providing a momentary release from the overwhelm. It’s a way to reclaim some agency when faced with things like 'weight-loss injection, armed protection, price gouged eggs' – issues that often feel too big to tackle head-on. Whether it’s a spoken word piece, a meme on TikTok, or a poem like mine, these artistic expressions become vital outlets. They let us know we're not alone in feeling this way. It's not just a fleeting moment; this 'funny feeling' seems to be a constant companion in our 'latest' news cycle. Every day brings a new headline that adds another layer to the absurdity, like 'men take little girls somewhere they never will be found.' What are your thoughts? Does this 'funny feeling' resonate with you? How do you cope with the constant stream of 'there it is again' moments in our modern world?
