staring at the ceiling

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from the ground
the ceiling looks so much wider
from the ground
its cracks seem much finer

the paint peels -
minute flags, off-white surrender;
the paint peals -
egg shells of heavy footed plunder...

revelation fall free
on this soul that has been bound
revelation fall free,
release this pretender from the ground




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Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

This is indeed a metaphor for life! Good one, Kes.

[xLeonardx]

I like your style very much! I've read a few of your poems but I'm gonna comment on this one because it's so simple, yet deep. I love it how you can write about the simplest things that nobody else would notice. I'm honoured to be able to witness your talent free of charge (: