![]() The InvisibleA Poem by exotic flotsam![]() A poem about a combatant's perspective![]() The Invisible Faceless, amaranthine, immortal Cracks behind my ear keep score On my whittled head Sighting nothing I strafe Tangled jungle But a blind limner am I, With an M16 Bullet fireflies rip woven darkness
From Gordian tunnels Maelstrom drowns my soul Percussion blurs me Blood slaked eyes, If I could see them Gunpowder embosses my heart Smoke them all Vengeance’s oracle Explodes my buddy’s neck Gurgling blood on me I watch death root Untouchable, almost whimsical The lurid plagiarist mocks life Cuddling my morality My buddy’s blank face, draws
his last, My blank face, draws my fate From above I see I’m just an invisible man In an invisible war In an invisible country © 2012 exotic flotsam |
StatsAuthor![]() exotic flotsamBellevue, WAAboutI'm an adrenaline junkie former lawyer stay at home Dad, infatuated with elevated writing. more..Writing
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