Thoughts Poem by slave master

Thoughts

Rating: 4.0


Diarrhea of thoughts.
Pestering like flies
on open wounds
spawning eggs, neither
black nor white
releasing wriggling worms
rotting my flesh

Thursday, August 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Karthi Prime 09 September 2014

Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.. keep writing..! !

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Chinedu Dike 09 September 2014

Very good but also too short. Highly imaginative and written in heightened language. Thanks for sharing.

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