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SPIRITUAL INFESTATION
Scattering like roaches up the wall.
Scurry when the lights all flicker on.
Hear one thousand faint,yet shrilling screams.
Something like A horror movie theme.
Breathing in the disease that they leak.
From open wounds within the words they speak.
Burrowing inside my aura deep.
To nest,infest,infect the way I think.
I'm never running out of ones to blame.
An endless amount of fingers to point.
These pests,these ghosts that all get in the way.
Their black hearts that channel through white noise.
Scurry when the lights all flicker on.
Hear one thousand faint,yet shrilling screams.
Something like A horror movie theme.
Breathing in the disease that they leak.
From open wounds within the words they speak.
Burrowing inside my aura deep.
To nest,infest,infect the way I think.
I'm never running out of ones to blame.
An endless amount of fingers to point.
These pests,these ghosts that all get in the way.
Their black hearts that channel through white noise.
Published 25th Nov 2013
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25th Nov 2013 6:53am
The heightened perception from the reception--(the hyper-awareness)of all the incessant, unrelenting emotions of others....
"...Burrowing inside my aura deep./To nest,infest, infect the way i think..."----
My Friend,your uniquely vivid imagery permits the reader to feel the frustration, and the subtle desperation within the lines of this piece...the unrelenting torture of the poet/narrator.
(Underlying echoes Poe)
Inked with Insight....
"...Burrowing inside my aura deep./To nest,infest, infect the way i think..."----
My Friend,your uniquely vivid imagery permits the reader to feel the frustration, and the subtle desperation within the lines of this piece...the unrelenting torture of the poet/narrator.
(Underlying echoes Poe)
Inked with Insight....
