Timothy J. Burgess

Rookie (8/13/95)

Premonition - Poem by Timothy J. Burgess

Your lettered confession the incantation that traps me in psychosis, keeps 
Me waking.
In the stoic still, I'm churning, thinking. Awareness engulfs me in embrace,  
Blinking its battered eyes under the bruised and brooding night sky 
Whispering,
'You'll be left alone to die.'
Furious honesty floats from your lackluster lips, another promise missed.
Another claim made by a malicious misfit, in the midst of all this
We watch with our eyes rolled back in high and holy fits.
We never imagined an evil so near and real,
So intimate that it steals whatever it desires 
And desire is what consumes us all under the squelching sequels of the 
Squealing sprawl, while Hope whispers,
'You were all primed and prone to fall.'


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 28, 2013



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