imprisoned, prowling the floor of my mind
stumbling upon the bones of enigma
i’m slathered with stale plastic wrap
stamped with their foul expiry dates
my flesh, a slab of drab rump steak
it is but merely a showcase for
that stoned butcher with the rusty knife
who’s ready to make the final cut
my zombie heart says, “amen”
but they all say, “no, so be it”
my limbs emboldened beyond the cage
like dreams, their grasp is forced back in
imprisoned, prowling the floor of my mind
tumbling over the stones of stigma
my paunch splits wide, a bottomless trap
and i’m falling right there through red-hot grates
my guts are raw from crying inside
from teardrops frizzling away all hope
a burnt out skin chafed by verities
i’m oozing pus, bleeding oneness out
my slavish soul fronts a lynching bee
my cries for mercy thread between blank brows
only mocking echoes dare answer me
and resort to rend free has been abandoned by thee
imprisoned, prowling the floor of my mind
fumbling within the groans of maligna
i’m getting a wanton, roundhouse slap
from the final set of closing gates
by MADAM MARMOSET, TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017
love this!
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Thank you! 🙂
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I just love you guys.
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Aw, shucks, Inese. We think you’re pretty awesome too!
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This is so good ❤
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Thank you so much!
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The fact that you never disappoint, your poetry writing is filled with cryptic links and such a talented person you are.
Incredibly executed and one of my favorites by you. 🙂
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Aw, thank you, good sir. We aim to please!
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Zombie hearts… very cool.
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We can thank Tati for that line. She’s clever that way! 😛
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You never diappoint. 🙂
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Thank you!
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Are you guys trying to describe how waking up on a Monday morning feels like ? 😛
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Holy crap! It’s just like that, isn’t it? Just before the first coffee of the day… 😛
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Doesn’t sound like a good space.
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It really isn’t, I suppose. Thanks so much for reading, Willow! 🙂
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Wow! Very emotional and depressing, to be trapped within ones self. Great writing- evokes a lot of emotion from the reader-at least this one.
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Thank you very much. That was definitely our intention, so I’m glad this came across! 😀
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I like your post 😊.
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Thank you so much! 😀
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😉
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