"Do we even like each other?"
Echo asked as she twirled
and twisted around my feet.
I was green when I faced the river.
I ripped to shreds dreams that never
came and I came undone.
But you come again and again to steal
my breath and devour my soul.
I listen carefully and exhume the sound.
Earth still clings to me. My bones lie
scattered.
Comments
short and storied
oh man Kali
I dream like this!!
all woven with reality
and unreality
I like the way this poem
is put together
gives me a shiver
very good
great imagery and story. a little short but few remember too much of a dream.
found the first line odd but it makes sense for a dream, too.
more like this, plz!