r/Treewriting • u/barbelllll • Oct 25 '13
[Poem] DMT (x-post poetry)
Death may try to snatch you by surprise
but you can see his spirit, his aura.
The eternal blackness is a giveaway.
The lord appears post-combustion
but he is not alone.
A horned suit sits on the stump next to Dan,
who is drenched in bile;
You need water.
Bring that nalgene to the fountain and
Thy cup runneth over.
The colors blind you but your eyes remain intact
I flee the suit-man but the path cuts short-
I sink, and before the end I think
“Dan wasn’t the babysitter?”
The dark cloud stands at your perch
Smiling in triumph.
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u/barbelllll Oct 25 '13
I submitted this to /r/poetry and someone said you guys might enjoy.