Tremors in my head
13 October 2017

Eons fleeing
Sense of bosoms fair
Multiplied
They divide
Opposite mathematics
Skewed analysis
Cryptic talk
Language compounded
Parables
Teachers’ walk
The island built on a rock
Between air and sky
Compose me
Miracles undead
My copies
Unending
Gushing out of scores of me
Tremors in my head
Reading of the poem:

Metamorphosis – Stive Morgan
Tremors indeed – unruly ones
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Thank you Derrick 🙂
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