DRIFTING INTO AN ABYSS – IDEAS #1

AN ANTHOLOGY OF UNCOMPLETED PROSE ENTITLED

– I HAD AN IDEA! – #1

DRIFTING INTO AN ABYSS

295573-abyss

I feel cold, like an icicle in the desert

Like a mountain on mars,

A gnawing pain in the gut

Isolated, frozen, alone, stupid

Slipping into an abyss of my own choosing

Identity; absolution; losing

writtenbyedenbray21.06.2015

About edenbray

I've always enjoyed writing and that is all I want to do... .. . I’m not sure why I ever stopped, was it 9/11? .. . edenbray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions ~ the effluence of my short life .. . I am a Writer and Artist since 1966 - I'm now an avid Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . I have had many poems selected for Anthologies of verse and recently have published many of my poems in 24 themed booklets ... please ask for details and join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or comment for my ego and encouragement :- thank you so much for listening ~ edenbray
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