Shades drawn, tendons singing correlation to the notes of sockets bassing
Humming my third person sweet nothing's.blanking out, staring out, drowning out the gravity of my position.
I am the fly on the wall. watching my hungers inhibitions enthrall.
Portioning my greatest feast, enticing as my souls skin crawls.
How tough the meat is it's seemingly easy to chew, through my manic eyes my teeth are at ease.
My third screaming in the horrors released, I drown the nagging with the ravenous beast.
I am the fly on the wall your screams or mine I can't tell at all
Subsiding, my feelings are released. the guilt and dread swallow the beast.
I walk to the sun to find the gray, the balance in all this I can't live this way. I swipe right on my throat this day, the chorus everheightens with the spray. Singing my song in utter dismay, I ascend and disperse in the ultraviolet ray.
A refined poetic imagination, Will a. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Will, such a fine poem👍👍👍