Mind-expanding moments
Form in between the crevices
That lay dormant inside
The trauma-laden existence.
Form in between the crevices
That lay dormant inside
The trauma-laden existence.
Tormented screams of hell
Form in the mouths
Of puss-filled cantelopes
Rolling in the deep.
Form in the mouths
Of puss-filled cantelopes
Rolling in the deep.
Round the robin
The earthworm works
Through the dirt and shit
That defines one's life.
The earthworm works
Through the dirt and shit
That defines one's life.
Maggots layer the truth
Like wiggling rice
In a quaking steamer
Venting out its animus.
Like wiggling rice
In a quaking steamer
Venting out its animus.
© 2024 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
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Tristan Robert Lange (
Offline) - Published: July 22nd, 2024 20:52
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments2
Dark images fill this piece with foreboding and a sense of finality.
Thank you for your feedback and for reading!
I may not have interpreted this the intended way, but even so I love the meaning.
Thanks for your comment! I always love hearing your thoughts on my work. I'm intrigued that you feel you might not have interpreted it as intended - there's no right or wrong way to interpret poetry, in my opinion. Each reader brings their own experiences and perspectives to a piece. I'd be really fascinated to hear your interpretation if you're willing to share. Your unique viewpoint could provide new insights into my own work. And as always, I'm glad the poem resonated with you in some way!
Looking forward to reading more of your amazing work too!
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