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New surroundings

New surroundings

A Poem by kmartell

I refuse to pick up my mail at this new place

or write the address

the bathroom smells funny

and food doesnt taste quite right. Something

about the stove and

the lights all feel wrong and

I wont talk to any of the neighbors.

I keep a rope in the front closet and

practice hanging it in the bathroom

there are funny sounding birds in the apple tree

that causes my innards to wrench

no one knows why this is so

I cannot tell why this is so

my case manager tells me to write it all down in a book,

my doctor offers 100 miligrams of some new medicine.

The bed rises up until my nose touches the ceiling

I wake sometimes wet with sweat.

© 2015 kmartell

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you've certainly got 'voice', genius

Posted 8 Years Ago

this is a very eloquent poem I like the straightforward language it tells me exactly what you see m fee hear touch and think ...well done

Posted 8 Years Ago

like sartre, only with more nausea tinged in

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


8 Years Ago

I was going to leave a review, but you've absolutely nailed it already, so...

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3 Reviews
Added on August 25, 2015
Last Updated on September 26, 2015



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