From: India
About me: About me? Well.. Recluse, dysphoric, morose, inane, insane, caffeine-addict, misread, ascetic, platitudinal, dreamer, volatile, scathing, auspicate, deviant, disparate, iridescent, chatoyant, irate, morbid, colors, canvas, creation, hue, saturation, redemption, vehement, profound, intense, abysm, aphoristic, bound? Creative, encumbered, blasphemous, extant, sentient, opiate? Absurd, moronic, loony, preposterous, harebrained? Plastic blue conversations, paradoxes, anomalies, threnodies, acousmas, delusions, illusions, soliloquies?
Friday, October 24, 2008,2:05 AM
Scarred fingertips and charred faces,
The sharp smell of acetone stinging your nostrils,
And everything is bathed in bright, blinding white.
I am wrapped in your thoughts.
You are bound in mine.
Sever the cord
And fragments spill out
On to grimy, clawing hands
Echoes churn.
Rise up and float
Like a bud, unfurling.
Pulsating, burning across
The sea of
Memory.
The sharp smell of acetone stinging your nostrils,
And everything is bathed in bright, blinding white.
I am wrapped in your thoughts.
You are bound in mine.
Sever the cord
And fragments spill out
On to grimy, clawing hands
Echoes churn.
Rise up and float
Like a bud, unfurling.
Pulsating, burning across
The sea of
Memory.
And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.
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