Silent Artic like porcupine spikes
Hanging like baboons onto my metal mind
I see your footprints covering my eyes
Under a giant bird covering my earth
A few hours, the old moon’ll be buried
stars like green leaves with dew on their face
somewhere I can smell red moisture
like worms crawling out of nest
debunking realism that feed like parasite
the narrative of some broken hill math
we can live like your teeth, close and humble
neat, foam of morale shall disinfect our malady
I’m wounded by impulse you triggered
sewing me like a dress cultured in the machine
December is down back from his town
All those furies, penury shall rock in silence
Hanging like baboons onto my metal mind
I see your footprints covering my eyes
Under a giant bird covering my earth
A few hours, the old moon’ll be buried
stars like green leaves with dew on their face
somewhere I can smell red moisture
like worms crawling out of nest
debunking realism that feed like parasite
the narrative of some broken hill math
we can live like your teeth, close and humble
neat, foam of morale shall disinfect our malady
I’m wounded by impulse you triggered
sewing me like a dress cultured in the machine
December is down back from his town
All those furies, penury shall rock in silence
5 comments:
i like this...this is nice...
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I see your footprints covering my eyes
Under a giant bird covering my earth
how can u even think of such beautiful thoughts and words!?
ekdum mast!
Original, stylish and evoking unusual imagery, it is an abstract poem that is a joy to read and try to understand.
This paints a mixture of feelings. Each reader would have a meaning of her/his own - thought provoking poem.
@ Thank you so much guys.... thanks a lot... i hope i make sense in my work...
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