Alien

endless_slumberMarcella Bolivar

 

Carbon Noise Poetry

Silhouettes cling

To my ankles

Like Icarus’ singed wings

The sun is repulsed

By my company and so

Seldom do we meet

That I cannot imagine

My life in her presence

Shallow graves smile

In my wake

But there are none

Who could occupy

Long these impressions

My path is without parallel

And I, being from

Another world entirely,

Can find no relation

In this one

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4 responses to “Alien

  1. there are def times that i feel outside of the world…aliens & strangers you know…unable to relate…interesting personification of the sun being repulsed by you….

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