Hide and Seek

A surrealism poem

Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

I was hiding in the lungs of my mother’s body, you found me hidden in a mountain of pink fur.

I hid in the raw scent of innocence but you found me on the island of murder,

I hid in the bloom of blankets of forest and sleep, you found me at the planets revenge,

I look for you in the thimble mist of holy chihuahuas, yet you were magnetic across the museum of slippery feet,

I hid in the armies of burning animals, but you were in the silence near the window of dope and hurt,

You looked in the banquet of memory but found me bandaged, corrupt in darkness and whiskey,

I searched through the treaty of ballerinas in circles but found you in the lips of the Sunday wedding.

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Recent university graduate who enjoys writing poetry and fiction. Author of three books. https://www.amazon.com/Denise-Kollock/e/B018H22OGA/ref=dp_byline_cont_p

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