Poem -
Sound & Vision
Blinkers, thus placed, may rip off corneas
Let retinas bleach, their directions to some accord
As slitted photons creep their entanglement
And engorged, I wait.
Thinkers, well-placed, may nibble torn ears
Pitch a woo, and teach insurrection by the sword
As slitted throats red-leak entitlement
And reforged, they hate.
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Comments
Hey SSIMSTAR!!.....this is a stunning write with some fantastic phrasing!! .."And engorged, I wait."...." And reforged, they hate!!........ creative stuff brother poet!!.......ALL STARS...... well done.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo