moan - Hello Poetry

moan Apr 2013

I cover myself in weeds on the shore
the anger is indescribable.

My body is the deadly sea
and i hope you all will drown with me
My heart is a water wave
and my lungs fill up with water.

moan Oct 2011

exchanges

sometimes.

i bury myself
in a deep dark hole.

i make noises.
i make anger.

exchange.

to the other soul
inside of me.

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