Mind tingling enrapture immerses my core,
While the buoyancy of feathers lift me
Grasping at the piercing molten blue ice that glistens
As the saffron tainted moon teases the ashen skies.
Tactile outstretched limbs graze the spurious twinkles of hope
Vitality glaciates as fractured splinters of the soul spiral downward
Auspices pumping nucleus re-encased in slated alloy
Foregoing all wistful emotions.
Smashing into blackened clay oozing hypnotic reality
Charmless conscience snickering deceit to the end
Clods of dirt weigh down my eyelids, blinking smeared tears of dust and ash
As the stars rejoice in the absurdity of it all.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Splinters
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