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A Thump And A Bump
A buttoned-down storm drain dream
Filled, even flowing over, in the dark
With a thump and a bump slides brainward
From my dank damp land of child's
Closetfears
"Mommy mommy wherefor art thou?"
On the bed cried seeing naught
But his father's spirit
I'm flowing into a lake in the
Center of Hell, my soul is entombed
In glaciers broken apart by dream's
Springtide
A part of me sunk the Titanic
Not out of spite or jealousy
But whim
A thump and a bump and I fall
Floorward by gravity awakened
To morning damp-like still
I love this piece, great visual description and selection of words. I can sense a feeling of pain from the childs character which draws me to your poem even more. Superb work.
I really like this line: "With a thump and a bump slides brainward" and the ending..."fall floorward" good visual description