Treasure Island

Max Kuvaev

(14/03/1974 / East Siberia)

Eat You


just one step up the stair of madness
and i'm in our room
it's still like when it was heaven
and oh that mysterious gloom
freedom
absence of control
eat you!
one day i'll eat you whole

just on step down the stair of reason
and i'm in my usual chair
watching freaks bounce on the television
and oh that stagnant smell
freedom?
absence of control?
eat you? ? ?
i'll never eat you...

Submitted: Saturday, July 23, 2011
Edited: Sunday, July 24, 2011

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  • Mohammad Akmal Nazir (7/23/2011 8:56:00 PM)

    Nice poem. Fine and vivid imagery. Great sentiments.
    I like and rate it 10.
    Kindly read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 1.
    Thanks in advance.
    Warm regards
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