Craft

Craft

A Poem by John
"

It's been a while.

"
I watch the sky fast forward
as the ground below dissolves to mist,
and the inevitable future we blast towards
uses its a butter knife to slit its wrists,
painlessly.
Time distorts, 
but memories fade,
and I am the master of 
this grand parade.
But only in my mind prevails
the winds of awakening
swimming on nightmare sails.
Nonsensical seasonings
dressing a bloody salad.
What the f---?

© 2013 John


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Sup.

I really like the beginning of this. I would rethink the "uses a butter knife to slit its wrists." That could be better.

I have to vote that this is a good poem because it took me more than one read to realize it had a rhyme scheme.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Richmond, VA



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