The back of my head
Melted into my soft white pillow
And the flesh on my arms
Decomposed
Spewing warm red blood
On cool white sheets
Strange hands cajoled my forehead
To surrender, And I
Oozed into the mattress...
I filter through to the other side -
Precipitate
As a cool, clear drop, that fell
Twenty thousand feet without a parachute
Splashing harshly on one leaf
And then another
Loosing myself - helpless.
Only to find, on the way, dripping around
So many others like me.
Melted into my soft white pillow
And the flesh on my arms
Decomposed
Spewing warm red blood
On cool white sheets
Strange hands cajoled my forehead
To surrender, And I
Oozed into the mattress...
I filter through to the other side -
Precipitate
As a cool, clear drop, that fell
Twenty thousand feet without a parachute
Splashing harshly on one leaf
And then another
Loosing myself - helpless.
Only to find, on the way, dripping around
So many others like me.
scawy!
ReplyDeleteAt least it has a happy ending. Fool!
ReplyDeleteExtremely surreal..... we all are like; many others, yet different like raindrops..... many times helpless...
ReplyDeletethis one reminded me of 'The Cloud' by P.B. Shelly...
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