Reverse PostureA Poem by Frieda Pwhat is this gaping memory vivid past recklessly crashing posturing recondite & shrill in the recesses of spent blood crushing the backbone of resolve moments on the clock that haunt beckons formidable to dare a revival driving insanity as dusky metallic chaser stuck in reverse on breakneck speed pursuit esoteric wisps of darkly emotive triggers shooting the psyche with high caliber ammunition head on collision with fatally smoky consequences survival hermetically sealed ripe within noxious, lethal fumes dawn reveres the moon's pulse within further contemplation prescribed elixir dressing wounds for temporary compensation complications pronounced dead upon arrival...rest in peace
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Added on April 13, 2013Last Updated on April 13, 2013 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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