Coma.

Coma.

A Poem by dukovan

A constant reocurring selfconstructing local nightmare
erradicated muscle twitches twisting at your ankles.
The roots were wrecking through the brains mazes
and walls were made of your eyelids.

© 2012 dukovan


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Added on September 26, 2012
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dukovan
dukovan

Oconomowoc, WI



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