This is a poem based on a song by The Automatic… my own take on it I guess. The song is about escaping a small town and going back and not fitting in any more…having moved on. Lyrics are at the bottom.

“I was the teenage Steve McQueen, my best performance escaping”

 

The dark routes of denial, drowned

in this place i once called home

the streets of my life saw me disappear

my reflection jumped right up out of the mirror

a new role inside my head

a different face to cover up old scars

a tainted world, replaced

everything moved on

carried on without my voice

my consent to erase me

from all affections

replaced me with a more fond memory

of something that i never was

all those years i escaped you

my trick to deceive myself

of freedom from your malicious eye

if only in my mind

 

 

Steve McQueen by The Automatic

Can’t put my finger on what’s changed
To my surprise I found everything the same
In a house that’s not quite home
Nothing was missing but something had gone

I hadn’t seen my reflection in a while
I tried to know directions for miles
So I took a walk through town
To see if someone moved the streets around

I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaping
I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaped me

The engine was running but I couldn’t get away
Part of the scenery; no reason to stay
All my pictures have been erased
Just an extra with nothing to say

I wrote myself into a new storyline
This part was different, this time it was mine
Now I’m lost in my own town
It seems like someone moved the streets around

I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaping
I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaped me

Everything’s just as I left it
But it wasn’t me who left it
The position has been filled
Everything’s just as I left it
But it wasn’t me who left it
The position has been filled

I’m just chasing, just chasing
Just chasing my tail
I’m just chasing, just chasing
Just chasing my tail

Trying to catch up with myself
Trying to catch up with myself
Trying to catch up with myself
Trying to catch up with myself

I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaping
I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaped me

Everything’s just as I left it
But it wasn’t me who left it
The position has been filled
Everything’s just as I left it
But it wasn’t me who left it
The position has been filled

I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaping
I was the teenage Steve McQueen
My best performance escaped me

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  • lillyrose on May 3, 2010

    nice write! your poem and the songs lyrics do tell a tale that lots of people will relate to.

    wasn\’t that the film where he ate all those hard boiled eggs??

  • XXElleXX on May 3, 2010

    I’ve haven’t seen the film ‘The Automatic’ Shadow, but I really enjoyed your piece :-) .. revisiting your childhood and teenage years .. a journey of discovery as much as rediscovery .. perhaps lighting up the darkness of some painful days .. a gradual dawning of hope in your heart? :-)

  • Jimmy Shilaho on May 3, 2010

    This is more than a poem, its a great story.

  • TwiKnight on May 3, 2010

    :) Very expressive!

  • Atanacio on May 3, 2010

    a very good post :)

  • ken bultman on May 3, 2010

    Yep…you can try to go home again. Problem is, home isn’t there anymore.

  • stryka66 on May 3, 2010

    Excellent, thought-provoking work…

  • VTech on May 3, 2010

    Good Post.

  • Tina Cassello on May 4, 2010

    Yes, it is true, we can’t go home again and we have to learn to accept that. Home has to be where we are at the moment of time because that is the only time we can live in is right now. We can’t change what was done and we don’t know what is coming, so we need to learn to accept where and who we are and enjoy our life each day.

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