in the morning mirror
in the morning mirror
the sleepless dreamless darkness
my body shows myself to me …
my shoulders are connected to my head
my arms come out of my ears
my legs come out of my back
my hands come out of my chest.
I’m a hunchback
I’m a razor blade
I’m a boy scout
I’m afraid.
The in the morning mirror by Rick Belden, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
March 15th, 2009 in
poems | tags: altered state, Body, Dreams, fear, Iron Man Family Outing, iron man family outtakes, nightmares, outtake, Poetry, psychospiritual, ptsd, sleep, unconscious
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