Molested Avenue Poem by Rob Knetsch

Molested Avenue



the gate
the hall
the dot in the distance
growing

that dot is now here
as big as the sky
covers the view
slaps the face

spitting it out
hitting the floor
falling down
and out

eyes reopen
waterfall mouth
death meat
chewed

red on the floor
crawling upon the walls
reaching the ceiling
centerpoint gone

'Molested avenue' © 2013 Rob Knetsch

Monday, January 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lost
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is inspired by the track 'Molested avenue' from
the CD 'Improse' from my music project ROK
Read about this CD on syntigroep.nl/rok/sgcd402.htm

Visit robknetsch.blogspot.nl for more poetry and art
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