(September 26th,1988 / Louisville, Kentucky)

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Dirty Eyes

sometimes i feel the devil
and his dirty eyes
watching.
haunting me.
taunting me.
burning me alive...
inviting me to fall
into a comfortable numb.
but in that numb
a hatred dwells, smirking in the shadows.
i shrug him off and
move along
pretend he isn't there.
my inner madness spills into a
thin black ink.
so you can read
what your eyes
would never
see.
while i sit
grinding teeth,
spitting thoughts from my fingers.
hurting and feeling.
living with
myself.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, January 31, 2012


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  • Gajanan Mishra (2/11/2013 9:30:00 PM)

    living with myself. The great thought. I like it.

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  • Hardik Vaidya (2/11/2013 5:24:00 AM)

    You have got the gut of the poem out and garnished it with the strut of your felt reality. What an intense experience, reading it. Wow.

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  • Stevens Cadet (2/22/2012 6:34:00 PM)

    Wow. I feel you on this one. Temptation is our greatest demon and many times evil things seem the most pleasant. Nice piece

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  • Sara Fielder (2/13/2012 9:45:00 AM)

    Omg! ...and I mean that in a good way.

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  • Silentpoet Grl (1/11/2012 7:34:00 PM)

    .....really great poem!

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