the earthworms
crawl onto the sidewalk
proof: rain is death
- beautiful death.
your opium eyes
and sunken cheeks
streaming down my body
drenching me;
entrenched in your grey
that thundercloud grey
I am quaking in the wind.
emotion such as this
drags the worms out of my brain
onto my face
it cannot be washed away.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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its a great poem...kind of cnofusing..but i really love itt....boofull...=]
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i'm kind of confused....
but the imagry is absoluly beautiful....
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