Wingskull [Poem]

Hmm, here’s one o’ them poems I wrote in the winter.

Wingskull

I’m so bored
With feelings
So unnatural
It stings

To think of her
When she’s here,
When she’s gone
Apathy I fear

Emotional
Emotional

Spill my tongues
Glistening and real
Heart so slow
Blood stops
Head to heel

Their ears are sleepy
From repetition
New news
You choose
The old left to omission

Emotional
Emotional

I can only speak
A thousand times
I’m so tired!
Of feelings

Inside a stone skull
My brain has wings
Pulled down by ropes
Only worms and things.

Only worldly wings,
Only worldly wings…


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Wingskull [Poem]

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