Drip,
Drip,
Drip,
That’s a red eye I see?
They call me delirious.
Ha.
The morals are immortal today.
We all live forever, but
the gh~ou~ls more so.
Rows of nothing but ^bats^.
What a sight to see.
They say I’ve lost my
m
i
n
d
Is it me or are we all crazy?
Oct 26, 2021
A Ghostly Scene
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - draft
Comments
LOL,
dear Abby,
the answer to your question is yes... we are ALL crazy. it somehow makes it easier to exist that way!
*hugs, Cat