Freud's Nightmare Poem by Richard George

Freud's Nightmare



the plane burst in
at an angle but its Sodom
was a massive phallus

ejaculates of fire
a long trail of dirty smoke

then
the lift shaft buckled
the womb of manhood hurtled through itself
velocity
voluptuously hanging

Death breathed out a wall
the sticky musk it left
contained the unseeds of people

its odour
could never be washed out

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Richard George

Richard George

Cheltenham, U.K.
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