feral lover

feral lover

 

 

 

in the cat box of crazy

the litter barely covers

what is insanely dropping

from the mind I used to have

before the accidents

the letters missing their mark

the stench of demented poetry

 

like a child in a backyard 

sand-filled square

I sink into the grains of what I was

grow older and younger in unison

write with the pen I use as my 

toy shovel

 

Until the rain turns my thoughts

to rich mud

just before they take

my cat box

and me away

 

for that final shot.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/4/23

Reviews

[Soyam]

"The vivid imagery of a 'cat box of crazy' and the chaotic litter that barely covers what is 'insanely dropping' depict the unraveling of yours thoughts. The use of metaphors, such as a child in a sandbox, conveys a desire for simplicity and escape. However, even this refuge is fleeting, as the rain turns their thoughts to 'rich mud' before the final shot."

Effectively penned.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, Soyam,
j.