I lay unconscious
For a fortnight
Throwing my entrails out
On a forlorn hospital bed
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1 – IF your " entrails" were truly being thrown out, you'd need surgery ASAP! ! i've heard the expression " puking my/your guts out" , meaning vomiting one’s stomach contents, so maybe yours is another 'expression'. Yikes!
This one is great! Enjoyed reading it and have voted it a ten. Thanks for inviting me to read it!
...... I knew you That you were always with me Nibbling at my corpus That isn't really me Like a rat Inching towards its last savored gulp In nascent innocence, you feared that you would miss the beauty of the East winds and the Monsoon rains if death pounced on you unawares, but with age you come to realize that it is a constant companion, but like a rat it can only nibble at your body mass and should wait like a tamed mongrel to have his final gulp until called and invited! Great write!
Beautiful poem and fantastic flow of words..I loved the beautiful lines.... I will ever remain Lighting your eccentricities And absurdities To the ignorant world around me Wait and pant That is all What you are supposed to do Till I have another errand for you Loved reading it.
2 – i like " slits of..awareness" . i got a bit 'lost' around stanza 6. are you speaking to Death, i wonder. " The next time your food is ready I will call you, till then wait" sounds like my wife barking! bri ;)