i wake to a crash;
to sticks on broken brass,
smiling at my sun of disfigured sins
as it crushes life from green
with waves.
i sit up and inhale screams of my agony
from the cracks in the walls
i’ve stowed away
so i’ll never forget
that a person can be heartless,
especially the one
writhing around underneath
this paper mache
i call my skin.

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  • moto-cycle
    moto-cycleover 3 years ago

    are you saying you are heartless? Nice write Nathan

  • i am saying that everyone can be, including myself haha thank you very much

    – Nathan Emery

  • JoeSpikes
    JoeSpikesover 3 years ago

    everyone can be at different times in their lives, you have written a very good description, although everyone
    needs redemption too

  • thank you so much for this, i agree completely

    – Nathan Emery

  • S .
    S .over 3 years ago

    strong poem mate, great job with it

  • thank you shoaib

    – Nathan Emery

  • ian brock
    ian brockover 3 years ago

    this is awesome. you’ve really captured something here. not only was i surprised by the ending but it’s really vivid and wonderful. kudos.

  • thank you so much ian. it means a lot

    – Nathan Emery

  • leunig
    leunigabout 3 years ago


  • thank you so much.

    – Nathan Emery

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