
POWER FULL
I stumbled
Naked
Beneath those trees.
The sound of her screams.
The cold of rain water...
The fire of lava.
The reflex of latex...
The sweet scent of guava.
I crumbled -
Awakened -
Believed in those dreams.
Achieved in my screams
what no one can witness;
not one can attest...
to my primal vision -
of flesh & of death.
© JANUARY 27, 2001 By Jason Wright