Poem Hunter
Poems
Must Be Something You Ate, Mate!
(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Must Be Something You Ate, Mate!

My face
like a poster

torn from a wall

to reveal a universe
behind a universe
beyond a universe

through which flows
utter desolation
utter sorrow

the end of all

when suddenly I awake

...didn’t like that dream at all!

User Rating: 5 / 5 ( 0 votes )

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.