E Nigma

~u.F.O~ - Poem by E Nigma

Trapped in this queer
Looking contraption
Buttons upon gadgets
Electronic maps

Coordinate us through
This traffic
There's a static
Ambience passing

Nothing more than
An ambulance
Full of tragically
Fading dreams teetering

On the edge of what
We call reality
I can hear the darkness
Screaming obscenities

I'm listening and fading
Craving To leave it all
Behind but my body lying
There's never looked so good

Topic(s) of this poem: thinking

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015

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