E Nigma


~bootleg Breakfast~ - Poem by E Nigma

I held onto
The end
Of your letters
Because
They're spelling
Something
I can't see
Blindly
I avoid
What's happening
Cause
My eyes are
Rolling
Backwards
Watching
The reaction
Of my brain
It's numb
From the
Painless
Taste of
Tangerines
Soaked in
Moonshine
Under the
Sunlight
I'm going
Blind
But i'm
happy

Topic(s) of this poem: thinking


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015



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