Pillow like marshmellow
Windows are stone
looking up at ceiling
lying here alone
Feel like being swallowed
By walls of felt
My life is a mess
The cards were dealt
One easy way to go
Sucked through papermash pipe
I'm slithered away
Out of sight
Down in the dark
Far from real
Happy I am now
As time is still
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Author:
Elaine (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 2nd, 2018 17:41
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 69
- Users favorite of this poem: marlenawood
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Comments6
Very deep and I enjoyed this love
Thank you so much well appreciated
Oh Thank you marlena for saving this as one of your favorites 😊
Your welcome babe much love keep up the good work
Had felt claustrophobic in the beginning very nice poem, keep it up kitcat
-Theta
Thank you so much Theta I appreciate your comment It is a bit claustrophobic
there are many ways to alter consciousness .
these days once in a while I use
alcohol.
it feels great! but not everyday and not to much.
That is so true its good to have a drink now and again Unwind 😊 Be happy
Cheers Onepauly
Walls of felt..... great line!
Thank you Lorna nice comment 😊
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