Tweaked

I dove boldly in to my psychosis
this gave me a kind of leverage
a tiny fragment of sanity
shiny bevel of edginess to my personality
so vulnerable, derelict, unloved
my resolution, a thought will blossom
explode in to this dark world
kill all the demons that ride on people’s backs
I see them clinging to people 
I see them feeding on people 
I see them, in the sinkhole
that ugly beautiful place, I visit sometimes
delusion or illusion
too scary, we need more love and kindness in the world
I’m swimming back to the top now

Entry to Eight word challenge poetry competition
Written 08.06.2019
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 5:37 AM
An adorable write, that rises to the occasion for any contest. "kill all the demons that ride on people’s backs I see them clinging to people I see them feeding on people I see them, in the sinkhole" Adored this!
Kereopa Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 6:41 PM
People do see demons on others backs. Fortunately I don’t Caren.
Sparrow Avatar
June 11, 2019 at 6:47 PM
Very good, Georgia, intriguing! Love the demons images, and the whole makes you want to read it over again to catch the nuances. Loved it!
Kereopa Avatar
June 12, 2019 at 1:42 AM
Thank you Caroline. People do see this. Clinging to the backs of people’s necks. Crawling up someone’s arm. I am grateful I do not see this.
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