PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I'm only a heap of nobodies

I'll go nowhere, I'm only dead

I'm only ugly, I'm running in place

Running nowheres, in unawares

Where am I going?

I walk forward, as I move backwards

Escalator negatives, horseshoe crab, tide-pulls

I'm in the safety, of my pit of gloom

In my sea of briny tears

In a reality of nowheres, I'll never survive