All Because Of You. A poem.

That overbearing, all pervasive
dark matter,

the swollen river that floods my
heart and breaks my banks,
chokes my throat and pierces my
brain stem, that sticks it’s bamboo
needles under mental fingernails, creates
tattered meat from perilous fortune, twists
my will until my spine shatters like crystal
and leaves me

a pointless fool.

All because
of you.

33 thoughts on “All Because Of You. A poem.

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    1. Hi VJ! As you know, poetry can be interpreted any way the reader wishes. I’m glad when people get something special from my poems, even if it’s different from my original intent. I like that people are reading, caring and thinking. My work here is done (he said, riding off into the sunset) 🙂

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    1. Thanks, Emmi. Poetry is what you make of it—whether it’s different from my interpretation as the author is irrelevant. You get what you want to get from it. And that’s what makes poems and songs so great. The reader/listener invokes an interpretation based on their specific mood and circumstances. Now I’m sounding like some crazy old teacher lol 😉

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