time rushes along my nerves
like the black around flames the past
fills my consciousness with invisible light
Sacred flaws communitcated
through sonic fields of flesh
a new intimacy found on an empty escape
time burrows a little deeper under my nails like the blue in the centre of the fire of now. filling me with only emptiness the void which swallowed my heart and soul nothing left to sound the bells of freedoms wake
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time burrows a little deeper under my nails
like the blue in the centre of the fire of now.
filling me with only emptiness
the void which swallowed my heart and soul
nothing left to sound the bells of freedoms wake
loved the opening line..
filling consciousness with light..
sonic fields of flesh..
awesome metaphors u have used..
Did this come to you in a dream?
hello all, thanks for comments :)
No this was not a dream poem. I havent had a pen and paper near my bed lately but thats a good idea in case something did come in a dream :)
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