Decompose

July 2, 2011
By Drewsterrooster GOLD, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Drewsterrooster GOLD, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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Once I had finally reached the height


Of my glory, something snapped
Inside me.















A rush of wind
Blew blonde streaks of hair across my face
And swirled throughout my body
Washing away The King from memory.

I felt like The Wicked
Witch of the West melting
By the power of water.

The demons had finally
Left me body
And were left on the floor to rot.

I stood up, and saw
The crowd staring
I felt naked, exposed.


Then I looked at the
Ground, and swore I saw
The King still fighting to find
A new body, and regain his
Power.


The author's comments:
13th poem in Switch series

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on Jul. 5 2011 at 3:34 pm
Drewsterrooster GOLD, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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This is part of a verse poem book I'm in the midst of writing . . .and the earlier ones still have not been posted or accepted.


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