My and Mother

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 14, 2019

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I stabbed my 

Third eye.

It bled 

For a moment-

Sealed with a scar 

Flesh colored-

Like it’s Mother,

Unspoken, webbing

Like knitted lips shut 

Knowing, crawling like Skin, scrolls scrolling 

Unspoken, telling 

Without blinking.

Just being. 

Sensing the senses 

Of Mother’s being,

One beating,

Heart of a collective 

Flesh 

Synchronized off 

On purpose like a 

Puzzle 

Scarred 

Having been 

Bled 

Stabbed 

Also. 

Sealed, 

20/20

Blind. 

And dusty. 

Like your books,

Mother’s brain

All your heads,

Insane and sane.

Since 

Forever

Ongoing, endlessly 

Unnervingly restless in

Having 

Two eyes 

That don’t see 

The third eye,

My third eye, 

Seeing,

My two

Eyes 

And yours


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