White Wash Poem by Jenna Dandurand
White Wash
i'm disappearing
in a torrent of white.
i'm being washed
and dried.
after i've tumbled around
and thought i won,
what do i get?
i've been white-washed.
turned into stone.
no emotion.
flat.
that's what i get?
nothing?
i've worked so hard.
i've pushed to the end.
i thought i'd get salvation.
peace.
relaxation.
now i can't move.
breathe.
feel.
stuck.
i'm like glue.
i can fade away over time.
i stop working.
i worked and strived so hard.
and what have a become?
nothing.
i want to be remembered.
will they remember a nothing?
'white washed'...good phrase to describe somebody's prejudice, lack of tolerance, baseless assumptions; some people look so 'dirty' in others' eyes... washed to be as white as the long white sleeves covering the 'good hands'? I don't know which concept fits best...
what doy you by your poem white wash? ? ? is it like correction fluid? ? but in the end it doesnt look like its a correction fluid..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 6:02:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Covered up by white wash...nice overall image here and a nice comparison to these feelings.