- Non-Erotic Poetry
- 43 Hours straight
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abandoned
half bottle of
coke,
scraps of wrappers
scattered about,
sleep drought
pickling the brain in
brine,
thinking salty thoughts
in wounded skin
the screws they used
to fasten me together
hell for leather tight
popped right out
the other side,
scattering a smattering
of small debris
in what was left of my
mind
- COMMENTS
Tsothaabout 10 years agoI wonder if salty thoughts has the same meaning in English as it has in my language; it would seem so. I can see how one would have salty thoughts, in this situation. I agree about the last stanza, and I particularly like 6 and 7 (scattering a smattering of small debris). I'm not much of a rhyme guy, as you know, but I make up for it by really liking alliterations.
I know this is probably long past, but I hope you've made a full recovery (from your description, I'd guess this was a very traumatic event).
