one more inch

one more inch

A Poem by vivekanand

yesterday, 
i murdered three men 
in my dream

perhaps,
conscious that i wouldnt be liable 
i pushed the switchblade 
an inch further

this morning, 
in the bathroom sink,
i washed my hands 
again and again

mother was calling me 
for breakfast

© 2011 vivekanand


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dreams are important, and they make the best poetry

Posted 13 Years Ago


It may be a measure of one's enthusiasm for change. The death of one gives rise to the life of another. Something is climbing out to the light, your dream appears to portend their coming.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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vivekanand
vivekanand

chennai, tamilnadu, India



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trying to find out seriously what i am.. i trained in medicine.. neither had the expertise, confidence nor the desire to move on as a doctor.. preparing for civil services more..

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