Dark Earth

November 6, 2012 at 7:54 pm (literature, philosophy, Poems, poetry, Stories) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

I am the underbelly –

the inside of nothing: unfixed, undefined

not to be touched, done to, undone

nor enough included to be cast aside.


I am after the last thought

beyond the undiscovered isle behind dying eyes

beneath a broken tongue which may not speak

in the well of deep behind angry teeth.


I am postliminary in-consequence

dangling over the lip of impossible.


Yet still,  I am!


1 Comment

  1. writersblogq said,

    I love the idea of ‘after the last thought’

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