DROP me deep,
watch me twist,
and shovel all
these words on
a blank canvas.
VULTURES circle,
FOREIGN tongues
every where, a moment
full of blood, but in that
blood, is your DNA.
Hi David, I am sure a lot of people must be following your poems. This is excellent. It like a mini series. Take care.
NICE USE OF IMAGERY...THEME, AS USUAL IN ECCENTRICCICAL FORCE... GREAT WRITE, GOOD SIR! 10 4 ''91''''''''''''FRANK
I like your style David. Short, sweet and very succinct.10 from me. I love artists by the way. All the best Tai
This is the seed of something good. Hope you add to it and create a song there.
the title is that somewhere in Melbourne Australia David you seem to have grown very articulate all of a sudden perhaps you swallowed a worm when you had a shot of tequilla this morning OGY ASM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pretty intense, David. I don't get the title though.