Look around you
Do you see me anywhere?
Smell your bed sheets
Look at your neck in the mirror
Does it still have a piece of me?
I cannot find myself
I got lost
In your contemplations
I diluted in your reveries
I no longer exist
For the outer world
I am but a silhouette
Rambling around
As invisible as the air
Blow a gasp of life in me
Color me
And make me real again
Make me feel again
"pig correspondence", A New Collection of Poems
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Here at Lulu our Nickel Hole Press have just published *pig correspondence*,
a book of poems from a few years ago. This will be on Amazon in a few
weeks. ...
4 years ago
3 comments:
others might still see you that you don't even remember. others might still live on your smell even if you already forgot they ever existed.
the curse of the human heart.
ur words are beautiful , I liked them
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