DALI DREAMSA Poem by VolEverytime I try to sleep, a dark wind blows through me, its airy arms loaded with gales of chaos, someone’s cackling laughter, a knock at the door of a back corner room I’d forget, if I could.
No! The wind is brazen eyes full of harm, n*****s hard as river pebbles, thighs of cracked marble, she is forever the succubus, never satisfied with mere blood, always a lurking darkness buried under these pillows.
I’ve read they say the past is as indeterminate as the future, but it is her homeland, as is tomorrow. Under the hopeful sun, she has no place, but what a beauty she would be, a golden-hued Siren whose plush lips whisper, “just you wait.”
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1 Review Added on September 8, 2024 Last Updated on September 8, 2024 AuthorVolGouge Eye, TXAboutMy name is Vol Lindsey. I live in Gouge Eye, Texas, a tiny ghost town on Rt. 66. I am a retired creative writing, English literature teacher. I have been writing poetry and reading publicly since 196.. more..Writing
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