Souls For The Surreal Poem by Patrick Szwaja
Souls For The Surreal
i find each moment passing surreal
like time is loose on the clutch driving by feel
i see the tunnel is falling, slipping
i leap out of bed, not sure if i’m tripping.
the walls melt away i’m left bare
skin stripped away for the world to stare
you can gaze deep into my soul
but you’d get lost in the bottomless hole.
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