Tyler Comstock


R.E.M - Poem by Tyler Comstock

As I lay down to sleep I feel the weight of the world begin to shift
as it disintegrates and begins to sift, through the cracks in my fingers
The sandy pile it left on the floor is your foul complexion
I boot I like a double overtime championship clenching goal
and watch as the million fragments are escorted by the thin air, as you float away
my lips never part, but I hear my voice bellow
BITCH, you stay out of my nightmares, you stay out of my dreams
dehydrate you back into memories
... I thought you were gone
No, No, it's all relative
Even when you were alive you had no skin on your skeleton

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 7, 2010



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