Richard Evans Poet Free verse

Trip

a giant eyeball 
flashes
'cross the sky

I fly 
to its retina

it blinks
I am trapped
my bed
is soaking wet
my libido
dies

I stand
I fall
to my knees
dragging
what is left of me
gazing
at my oppressor as

a giant eyeball
flashes
'cross the sky

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Sam Kauffman December 16, 2020 at 7:49 PM What a "trip" Ricky! Very creative, if somewhat a little scary, image of the mysterious and unexplained. Ricky, congratulations on your win! Richard Evans May 15, 2021 at 7:12 PM Thanks Sam. This poem quite simply is a blast from my past.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart December 16, 2020 at 2:21 PM Fabulously trippy write! Thoroughly enjoyed! Congratulations for your win Ricky. xomo Richard Evans May 15, 2021 at 7:13 PM Hey Maureen. Thanks for the accolades. I can use all I can get.

Darlene De Beaulieu November 14, 2018 at 2:01 PM Hello Richard, you had a dream then wet the bed. Have a nice day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu November 17, 2018 at 9:23 PM It was not a dream! Oh! How did you cope? Richard Evans November 15, 2018 at 1:01 AM Hey Darlene. Actually this was not a dream.

Lyric Man July 10, 2018 at 6:57 AM Wow.. you're in a prison and you've wet the bed.. rough day! Richard Evans July 10, 2018 at 7:32 AM LMAO! That's one way of looking at it.