Then I spray my eye’s juices at the mirror, my reflection responds.

I spit back words, words are a cyclone.

My words resume to spin.

They then flip and land on their bellies, “so what? Nobody wins.”

A parabola of snakes. The slimy serpents rake crunchy leaves.



Why’d you do it?

You’ve cursed your back and behind my own back.


Never. Instead I abuse a boxed mind, opposed by the creeping books.

Let up the window and fly, my butterfly.


Please don’t forget to share this. 🙂

Peace and Love.


14 comments on “So?

  1. Beautiful and inspired dude, love it. 🙂

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  3. Let up the window and fly, my butterfly.

    Gave me goosebumps !!!!

  4. like this eddie and it’s got a great finish.

  5. Thanks for liking my Gatsby post. I was really blown away by your poem. The simplicity in the structure, I admire that. Sometime I get bogged down with too many ideas and emotion to fit into one piece. Your style is very refreshing.

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