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Peck Street
Sirens swelling
They suck the tips of glass dicks and exhale lies
In psuedo dark flames flicker like fireflies
Wishing the holes in the blanket hung over the frosted windows were holes in my head
Hand and knee reflections in the carpet of children and fiends crawling through neglect and the copper strands of a cruel temptresses hair
Woven and embedded in the static
The man in the leather jacket reeks like sexual assault and murder
Skin crawls where his four eyes fall
Stomach acids melt ice in the toilet bowl
Breath hangs in the air like cobwebs in the ceilings corners
Here comes another sunrise
Even uglier then the last
They suck the tips of glass dicks and exhale lies
In psuedo dark flames flicker like fireflies
Wishing the holes in the blanket hung over the frosted windows were holes in my head
Hand and knee reflections in the carpet of children and fiends crawling through neglect and the copper strands of a cruel temptresses hair
Woven and embedded in the static
The man in the leather jacket reeks like sexual assault and murder
Skin crawls where his four eyes fall
Stomach acids melt ice in the toilet bowl
Breath hangs in the air like cobwebs in the ceilings corners
Here comes another sunrise
Even uglier then the last
Published 3rd Jan 2020
| Edited 4th Jan 2020
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3rd Jan 2020 7:55pm
This was a very compelling use of metaphors.
I especially like this part
Skin crawls where his four eyes fall
Stomach acids melt ice in the toilet bowl
Breath hangs in the air like cobwebs in the ceilings corners
Mind if I keep it in my quote collection?
I especially like this part
Skin crawls where his four eyes fall
Stomach acids melt ice in the toilet bowl
Breath hangs in the air like cobwebs in the ceilings corners
Mind if I keep it in my quote collection?
3rd Jan 2020 11:27pm
4th Jan 2020 12:54pm
This is really visual, man. It's not a pretty scene, but you described it wonderfully. Keep up the great writing, nick!
5th Jan 2020 5:15am
5th Jan 2020 6:37pm
6th Jan 2020 6:13am
Nick, you are a seriously talented writer. The truth, be it dark or bright, is always felt within the power of your words.Always respect dear poet✌
6th Jan 2020 6:58am
6th Jan 2020 11:31am
16th Jan 2020 4:42am
Love the poem, deep and meaningful love the way you write way to go thanks for the share.. :)
16th Jan 2020 2:14pm
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