Insanity Exuded / the Scream By Edward Munch 1893
Like the salt sting in an open wound
the colors encrust, excrete, move.
Boneless, bloodless, consumed insanity in bloom;
Munch’s “Scream” fills the room.
Undulating gore explored.
Heartache reeks from every pore,
Like the salt sting in an oozing wound
Munch’s nightmare blues fill the gloom.
All humanities abates
such torment at Fates gate.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
