Waiting For Winter In Spring – Unhinged Poem

Pretty pictures without a frame,

looking down upon where they came,

a mirror unmoving,

a moment no longer,

capturing the flag and making it stronger,

forget me not,

forget me will,

devilish transformations of a tomorrow we have not,

a Persian Princess,

in love with an Arabian King,

diamonds on her fingers,

semen in her cunt,

salty semantics,

rudimentary equations twisted and lost,

the falcon,

the bird man,

fly away to the sky,

fly away and escape,

for wings we have not…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s