Ways of surviving

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I want to offer my body
petals of seduction,
curved and surviving
into the madhouse of sickness
to the surviving lotus.
I may not scream as icicles of tears,
with hallow bites of you clinging my wrist,
Engines of ruffled sleeps,
constant pain and pool of madness,
I want to offer my naked eye
hanging blurred stiff body-
to the callous of falling bodies.
you & your sickened friend,
your friend & your shimmering body joints,
You see, my body became a home of insanity,
with ashes, leftovers,
clocks of loose time.
You see, i have been there,
dripping like cold blood.
And, i sniff and hurt more and more.

MVS

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25 thoughts on “Ways of surviving

  1. There is so much to unpack here, but these lines:

    “You see, my body became a home of insanity,
    with ashes, leftovers,
    clocks of loose time.
    You see, i have been there,
    dripping like cold blood.
    And, i sniff and hurt more and more.”

    truly make the poem what it is, in my opinion and that’s strong, full of imagery, and raw.

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  2. This is so good but this was my favorite – …ashes, leftovers, / clocks of loose time… When we are in survival mode, time is always out of sync. Love how you capture this.

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