Ryan Hughes Poet Free verse

A Longing To Be

Lurking beneath beds older then the rags of history
A smile buried beneath bridges where sunshine makes rainbows
And somewhere deep is a chaos is the truth pointlessly burried over and again with reakless intensity 
A frightening spectle of endless new acts of forgetting 
An impossible tomb set up to play funearal games
A sad singing 
Warped longing to continue 
A continuos replication of emptiness 
Becoming that which cannot be 
swallowing an army of poisoned swords 
Dancing to the music of a pindrop 
A scream
New birth sleeping through time in dying arms
Still desperately trying to pretend
A stranger stranded in a perpetual strangeness 
Caught in the act of a heartbeat thats blood is the unfolding of endless life
Naked in space the unbearable unclothed mystery for the moment becomes the cause of a mad celebration 
A festival of breath 
A slaughter of seconds 
Riding the disease ill go out ing

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Caren Krutsinger August 16, 2018 at 12:19 AM I like this, not that I fully understand it, but it grabs me. I especially like this part: "swallowing an army of poisoned swords Dancing to the music of a pin drop." It is a clever poem, that causes all of my own mad to celebrate.