This alien world
Filled with straight lines
And geometric designs
This alien world
With complex speech
And abstract scenes
This alien world
With these invisible webs
And concrete themes
Reading a dead man’s words
I take a pause in thought
How the past can still be here
Is odd to say the least
What is happening to me?
Aren’t these words already from a deceased?
Me?
I type these words,
That will exist lifetimes
I performed some poems from a book I threw together: https://soundcloud.com/coreyvexx/sets/poems-of-a-nobody-kid-excerpts
I don't know when I'll publish the book but there's 13 poems in the link! :)