Hate Poem by Dean Meredith

Hate



Carried
Hard heavy
Long black sack
White nylon noose
Digs in
Hurts
Hung tight
Grip relaxes
Releases
Dumb thud
Useless corpse
Unfeeling
Staring back
Blindly
Pain goes
Grimace follows
Fingers flex
Pink sorrow
Marks fade
Brute bag dragged
Somewhere else
A corner
Propped up proud
Cold wall witness
Alone for now
Until the return
Bastard smirking
Torn mouth
Cavity eyes
Hunched darkly
Madly twisted
Victims' shuffle
Haunting shadow
Afraid to go

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 17 February 2013

haunting shadow. I like it. thanks.

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