it's a sure sign
of the distorted gamble
when the lies
sound the same
as the truth.
sonic repercussions
echo
forever
thru
space
occupied
by unrelenting penitence
hold on,
hold
on
to
my
hand,
don't let go.
i can feel the numbness
coming
on,
relief is on the way.
can you understand
what i am trying to say?
everybody has their own way out
of
this
wicked,
cruel life.
follow me,
i choose this way out.
(12-24-1978)
first I loved the title, which like a flame to a moth attracted me, then I was swallowed by the words, singed and burned flamed, sonic repercussions echo :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Numb Relationship Repercussions Echoes first I loved title slurred tongue numb hypnotic lure trance afflicted words mesmerizes like a flame to a moth attracts then was swallowed by words husk singed burned flamed sonic repercussions numbness lacks penitence when truth echoes lies Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Slurring My Words' by Kyle Schlicher. Dedicated to the poet Kyle Schlicher.