Glass Reptile Eyes
November 9th, 2010 | Published in Reptiles
i need help with this poem?
when i say "she" i am referring to myself and it is a part of me that i am now disconnected with. that is why its called the monster within, but i need to figure out how to make that more obvious in the poem, any suggestions?
The monster within
One look in her eyes and I knew
I won’t get out, without
hair coming out, claws in the flesh
reptile skin beneath my fingernails.
Her forked tongue softens my skin
Her razor teeth submerge
The poison sinks in.
And every time…
She nurses me back to health.
she needs me
and I am free to leave her
My soul, sent to collections
For twenty-one years of self-esteem
Not to mention
The broken glass in the terrarium.
and I am nowhere to be found.
I think the poem is good as is
it is different and
the broken glass.... led me,
my thoughts in a hunt for
that escapee.
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