in a dream.
we find him strung up in our garage
washing line taut. neck bulging.
i covered someone's eyes.
stopped them from remembering,
almost familar features
and blue blue blue blue wide open eyes.
where's someone to cover mine?
i mirror you with swollen throat
my voice thick with blood and screaming.
a painting hung all wrong.
oh, hello words!
It is not easy to create a poem that balances emotion and imagery but you have done that here. This piece is dark and beautiful; the sadness of the subject matter is something that will resonate with most of us, playing off our fears of finding a loved one dead. This poem will stick with the reader long after we have finished the last line.
Great work! I loved every word!
I like this a lot it's much different than you're other writing. You need to start