A STRING IN THE WIND

poem by: Chanelle Nackmen
Written on Feb 08, 2014

Standing in the desert once again
Without my illusory den
Why has no answer
You dance your devil’s dance
Sweet chocolate-words dripped from your tongue-snake
I ate your poison cake

I wore my sentimental fool cloak
You wore your cheater’s toque
We danced with the butterflies and birds
All along you were girds
You gave me a reek swamp drink
You pushed me to the cliffhanger brink
Wild horses dragged me back to the memory-putrid
A flame red hatred
Is thundering deep inside me

Still feel the gorges menacing eyes
Their claws demonize 
Asphyxiation my innocence
No helping hand

You thrown me to the gorges again
Feel their sebaceous wen
We lost our twined
I am now only a string in the wind

 

Tags: anger, depressing, deep, pain, dark,

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Lon Bruso commented:
Good theme here, but needs to be re-worked to make it more readable.
Martha Gettle commented:
wow alot of pain
Martha Gettle commented:
wow alot of pain
Christopher Russon commented:
Nice poem.

 

 

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