E Nigma

~dislocated~ - Poem by E Nigma

I've found a way
To dislocate
Myself from pain

All in vain
Vanities born
In subtle ways

A figure waves
Then you awake
A splash of waves
Across your face

And in disdain
You've come to taste
Something bitter
A wound exposed

The wind blows
From where it came
To where it goes

Now you know
What I've known

Topic(s) of this poem: thinking

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015

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