surreal poetry
Surrealist poetry embodies the essence of poetry itself, drawing upon shocking imagery and lyrical incongruities to comment on the inner-workings of the mind.
The Disease I Didn't Choose
To The Disease I Didn't Choose, "Hello, it's me, Angela, I'm sure you remember me, because I sure remember you. I remember how you came into my life, that subtle pleasure, just a double edged knife, the way you gradually intruded my thoughts and demolished my dreams, were barely the beginning of your tyrannical regimes. I see now that you were just biding your time, patiently waiting for the moment to snap my spine, to declare a last, SHE'S ALL MINE!"
By Angela Gay5 years ago in Poets
Not For Human Consumption
I think that I see Aphrodite in her, in the way that she dances and shakes her hips and flips her hair. I think I see the goddess of unfettered, undying love in the way that she looks at me and knows when to hug me and in the way she still gives me butterflies even though she's been dating me for a year and kissing me for two.
By Sabrina Jameson5 years ago in Poets
