That overbearing, all pervasive
the swollen river that floods my
heart and breaks my banks,
chokes my throat and pierces my
brain stem, that sticks it’s bamboo
needles under mental fingernails, creates
tattered meat from perilous fortune, twists
my will until my spine shatters like crystal
and leaves me
a pointless fool.
Pretty good poem. I mean it’s so deep and dark and yet illuminating. Just wanted to share.
Thanks Steve for still standing. And write such good stuff!! Keep going man!