I have a Washing Machine

I tasted the blood stain
Pain
Have you?
Ask a old man with fur on his face a long tail
At his chin and a stash for his must
I said I believe so and he asked me
How do you know?
I asked him how do you know?
The man said the key to knowing
Is knowing you know nothing....
...

I said oh
So you telling me to be
You
And he laughed and said insults won't hurt unless they were indirectly placed
Most of the time its truth that has
Shown its face
Or ignorance being so bliss
I forget which,
He told me people jump in ditches oceans and forest from mountains
He continued people are like the fountain,
Sometimes if your thirst you are going to drink
But even the most pure becomes tainted if he drinks the whole ocean hogs the stream;
Kick people out of the sky,
And you may follow them to Earth
So he again asked me have you tasted the blood stain pain, and I said I plan too.... Edet Sira

Author's Note

Someone got blood on me while the world got shot by a trillion rounds fire fire burning , i took a shower and threw my clothes in the washing machine but i wasnt the same me .... Edet Sira Rambling Poetry

Reviews

[Amanda Naomi]

wow there is so much behind this poem! brilliant!
i love the last line especially when you say you plan to (experience pain that is). i feel that so much of life is lived in pain, so to shy away from it or to pretend it doesn't happen is the most foolish thing anyone can do. thank you for sharing!

[Ruth]

Surreal love...many metaphors here to indulge in!
The conversational aspect is well woven and the imagery of the blood is intense xox