Negative Space Poem by Eric Skinner

Negative Space

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This is my body
This is where I'm staying

Flowers will grow
Out of my mouth when I'm decaying

Stretch your insides until it feels good
Don't stop until you cant stand where you stood

Nobody's here
Nobody's listening
Nobody cares
Everybody's missing

This is my brain
What do I know

The absence of my body
Is where I want to go

Nobody's here
Nobody's listening
Nobody cares
Everybody's missing

Monday, April 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,escape,unknown
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 06 April 2015

Flowers grow and grow.....wonderful presentation really.

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Kelly Kurt 06 April 2015

It feels this way to many people, quite often. Thanks for sharing, Eric.

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