POEM " Wiped Out Of Regret " I feel like the lotus rotting, I reel at the thought of feeling good, dragging my feet like they were melting, sagging in my skin covering aged wood. I seal the things outside of the way, I peel away the worst to come, prepared to preoccupy any day, dancing for the spirits from the little heart drum. I hold you and kiss you if I can, I was told that I would never know, To excel at the art of being kept in the dark, start your heart up with electric pulsation. They are around you, They steel you away, You are an older person in a guise, You are a soldier on the wrong side. But I have a haven, I know no prison, You are the son of seven, The lotus blooms, you conundrum.
Posted on: Tue, 13 Aug 2013 01:16:31 +0000
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