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Ploughed
by kate Sunday, Aug 19 2018, 10:20am
international / poetry / post

in the deep furrows of memory
danger lurks ready to paralyse
those who dare explore
abuse, terror, nightmares
and daymares, the horrid misalignments
of life trying so desperately to remain afloat in
a sea of turmoil

but i dared -- fools rush in --
and was immediately stung by the
scorpion’s poisonous tail
i could see it all, gruesome
and grotesque from toilet training
onward

dying a few times to be saved in the nick,
a drowning, an overdose

after some time the poison diminished
and i decided to plant new experiences
to replace the horrors

jumping head-first into everything
i dare not explore those furrows
again