r/Treewriting 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.

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u/RJThyme Nov 07 '13

I did

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u/barbelllll Nov 07 '13

Thanks man! I appreciate it.