If you were to gaze into my blue eyes
you would find a melted heart.
I have been dragged in my bare skin
through many darknesses.
With every breath I inhale
I find myself suffocating deeper into this prisoned existence.
I will continue to share my pale cracked smile
with the world to convey a pseudo untethered presence.
This is a challenge that I just ran across: I enjoyed doing this! It is Jasmine’s Jetsam.
No promises on what the future may bring, but here’s a word list for you to play with:
dial melted blue retro bare dragged suffocating gang hesitate lizards tarred patches cracked pale pseudo project prison scars conscience pool
From one of the YA books I picked up from the library the other day, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. I haven’t read any of it yet, so I don’t know if it’s any good.
P.S. If you don’t know the drill, write a poem using one, some, or all of the words above, linking back to it down below. Modify the words however you like.