- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Holy Trinity
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We three are one but then again
they are not me,
when ranting sears my head
I scream and beg
for rain to wash away with rivulets
the acid in my mind.
In darkness we regroup to wander dreams
for there where mayhem
makes no sense, speaks normality.
But dawn brings horror, spiderlings
to scuttle here and there,
dankness breeds fungal spread
coating the memories of three,
once one now split to many voices
who speaks? him or her or me?
Poetry survivor
Poets Choice Trigger 47
- COMMENTS
normal jeanalmost 15 years agoOne of your best in my humble opinion. I know the feeling, I really do. I have nothing to offer as FB, I can't find anywhere that needs it, in my opinion.
keep up the good work,
~NJ
WickedEvealmost 15 years agoOh wow! I think this poem may end up being my favorite of all your poetry. This one is definitely interesting enough for a second read. Great job! :)
