Pill Under My Tongue Poem by Zyw Zywa
Pill Under My Tongue
It must be me
who stillborn screaming
is locked up for days
in the unreal world
of home and garden
where you set out the chairs
in the grass and the sun is shining
but not giving any warmth
in the parallel reality
of the pill under my tongue
that makes me a ghost
without a body to kill
only with detailed plans
how to do that and finally
get rid of the ghost
Monday, July 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: trauma
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
'Wanting to die' (1964, Anne Sexton) --- #sue --- Collection 'Bruises'
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