Cody O'Hara Poems

Putrid, rotting, bloated faces
Floating in the bog

Here and there and everywhere
...

You claim my
Mind is off kilter

Yet is my current
...

Sitting, thinking
Here at the edge of
This world so dark
...

I found today
A land so strange

One of people
...

Speak, speak
Know the sound
Of your own words
...

Emotions washing
Breaking over
Smothering
...

Mirror image
A reflection
Or is it
A twisted fantasy
...

I only wish to know
That the beating of my heart
Is not alone in the world
...

Where once I did dwell
I return now

The old memories washed away
...