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Dots
Dots
Flashing dots of dried pain
Cutting slices until I am all drained
In the end it never does seem to end
Bombarded Bi thoughts that I can't defend
A rudderless ship stuck in dry sand
Ashen ghost floating as long as it can
Dots and spots fade away in the wind
As into death I slowly start to blend
Flashing dots of dried pain
Cutting slices until I am all drained
In the end it never does seem to end
Bombarded Bi thoughts that I can't defend
A rudderless ship stuck in dry sand
Ashen ghost floating as long as it can
Dots and spots fade away in the wind
As into death I slowly start to blend
Published 11th Feb 2018
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11th Feb 2018 5:15pm
The imagery is brilliant and I appreciate how concise this poem is. I tone is felt deeply.
14th Feb 2018 6:16am
