laying stiff, sweating
fan blades blowing, spinning
poster peels. dust piles.
sun beams blade still.
the light is lost, trapped in time
photograph film
i’d protect with my life
laying stiff, sweating
living life is so boring
watching every movie streaming
there’s fairies, freaks, fighters
trolls, tourists, tigers,
nymphs, neighbors, nightmares,
muses and music it’s all new
and worthless. readers digest
laying stiff, sweating
i can see myself seeing myself
i regret myself regretting
living in a clay pot
ruining my life is always so tempting
label licked. flower bloomed.
the dark is lost, trapped in time too
photograph film
the permanent generation
i’d write more honest poems
but i’m worried of bad engagement
- Author: jake (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 22nd, 2023 11:39
- Comment from author about the poem: lark
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
Comments1
sobering topic but a delight to read
must have been fun to write
impressive skills, dear poet
thanks for sharing
funish, i write in times of terror and crisis! emotional seamstress, thank you for sharing your comment
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