eyesight loved and lost,
disappearance of sense, only
now am I seeing
Dirt,
Mud,
and muck
centipede moss and
Fungal stares, polka-dotted leopards covered in facial hair
How horrible! Mixed messages from the
Ampersand. Dietary needs of the stars
Mix ocean and swift! Delivered door to door ungulation, hawk,
Reckless road rage of stairways the handlebars angle down
Walls unravel and crease
Deliver me your seed
Bury it in the
Dirt,
mud,
And muck.
Fastening the upper crust, tendrils of woods
Reach out! Kaleidoscope fascination, vestiges of
Pract and honey. Unearth from your
Dirt,
Chorus of dead stardust, word ataxia
A naked chant, chalked up to nerves and pride
I see you now
About the Creator
Trent Odlin
After getting diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease at the age of fifteen, forcing me out of school and uprooting my life, I spent the majority of the next five years in bed. There, I found writing, and my own style of surreal poetry.
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