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Windsor Knot (Poem) |
Windsor Knot
by dapharoah69
I'm dying slowly.
But you stand there fixing your neck tie,
trying to find that Windsor knot.
Incognito's never been a part of my mental.
Nonchalant never shaded my words,
shielded my eyes
or sugar-coated my scratchy voice.
Yet, I die slowly: psycologically. Spiritually.
Emotionally. Mentally.
I've drowned out my diary to the point where it calls itself my
journal,
the negro spirituals trapped
in my soul has lost control.
The little boy in me is sinking...sinking,
oh Lord I'm drowning, the sea engulfs me, snatches
my air, reshaping the atmosphere and recreating my
turmoil, pain, grief.
Where is the solitude, where has the
tranquility gone?
My eyes narrow, my lungs become fire ablazed
inside my own vision as I stand here, dying...
fixing my neck tie,
trying to find that Windsor knot.
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35yrs • M A CTL of 1 means that awakendwraith is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.  |
Nice style. I felt a little sarcasm. Like you were joking about your own spiritual mortality. Kina felt like you were making fun of yourself while admiting its seriousness. Pretty cool.
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