silence surrenders
a maelstrom
truth’s deformity
all screams turn to glass
the bottom
of a shattered life
and every word tastes
like cat piss
swallowed greedily
_______________________________________
5-3-5 syllabic Kelly Lunes (the American Haiku)
Another Wandering Soul 
the last stanza mwaah!
LikeLike
lol
LikeLike
I love the initial emotional impact the poem had on me… I won’t pretend I can say I “understand” it or would still like it if I did… but there is something about the way you wrote it that I really like.
LikeLike
thank you very much 🙂 i’m not sure i like it either, but it’s what came out…
LikeLike
ha ha…love it!
LikeLike
thank you, glad you do! 🙂
LikeLike