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.
Starchild
She used to dance around with eyes closed, but the music had stopped and her eyes had to face the room that became her world. Silence reigned intact. To look around seemed pointless to her after seeing the colorless walls, bare. Her feet to the ground, sleeping with chains. Humpbacked with her head nailed to her arms, folded up in the corner where the last song had left her. Her mind was nowhere near the room lost in melancholy to past melodies, and down laid the sun countless times without seeing her move. Sorrow was as much hers as the world’s for her missing grace.
By Gonzalo Otaola4 years ago in Poets
