douglas scotney

Gold Star - 7,749 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

B: Xxxxxii: Death Is Life - Poem by douglas scotney

On account of his mother,
full of regret for his life
and his inability to love,
he sought where regret
was kicked under the carpet
(where he could hate himself the more) ,
or couldn't exist at all
(life free from motherly thrall) .


Poet's Notes about The Poem

after 'The Two Good Sisters'

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, April 19, 2013


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