Green Pomegranates

 

 ”Green Pomegranates” poem

 
Now I lay me down to weep
Bleed my soul dry
Drowned the sheep.
Cut the wires that make me dance,
Bind my feet
And then my hands.
Break the mask that hides my face,
Suck down poison
Deny my race
Lick fruit from the serpent’s tongue,
Turn inside out
Then come undone.
Inhale that fire that sucks you dry
Lose an ear
So take an eye,
Bury peaches partly peeled
Reopen wounds
That freshly healed
Patch the tares with lies,
Cauterize nerve endings
Feed the flies
Cry out from crinkled lungs,
Shatter silence
Burst eardrums.
Tighten up your skin
Trap your fear behind a grin

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About Kate Van Raden

I am a young woman; born and raised in Portland, Oregon. Passions include: modern art, literature, languages, fashion, film, poetry, philosophy, scentology, photography, human connection/experience, and personal growth...

One response to “Green Pomegranates

  1. this is great.
    What a intriguing image

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