Epiphany

the silence was broken today

another crack in that deceptive egg of rottenness

truth breaks the statue of seeming frozenness

light warms ice cold lips

that now release revelation from its grips 

scratches and bruises

worked like clay into overdrawn eyes

 i see so many things

when I paint the posters of the

upcoming revelation

it does not matter what sort of toothpaste

is left rotting in the sink

it only matters that something matters

that something means what it means

i know only three people

that really love me inside and out

me myself and i

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

Fabulous write Chris!! bravo

[freelancejouster]

sometimes your crazy doesn't quite go far enough or fit quite right and this time it does both those things, i quite enjoy it. though twice saying rotten is a bit beneath you, no?

[Leslie Philibert]

Great,clever last lines.One of the best poems I have read from you.....deceptive egg of rotteness is great, with its inversion of a common expression.Good work.

[Cassie Fraga]

great write... love the twist at the end!!

[Amila Jay]

Great write:)

[Manpreet]

Vow lovely insight in this poem!

[Tai]

Wonderful write! The ending was just perfect, sometimes, the only person who will accept you for you is yourself, and others even you can't stand what you have become. Imagery was heavy in this one, and I really enjoyed it. Keep up the great work!

[Mary Chalmer]

Ah, just lovely. a much enjoyed read.

[realmwriter]

A little heavy handed for you Chris, I like it...!

[Swapz747]

Stunning....