Saturday, July 26, 2014

Rumination 6

Soul scattered into a multitude of shimmering mercury globules...
swimming away from me to that limit,
where blinded-visions fail to see through a veil
where the beat of heart only forces out blood,
cleanses organs with oxygen....
as though, that was the only thing that it ever did,
Purple darkness comes closer...
caresses my fingers, like some bygone remembrance...
lightly brushing my ear lobes...
my eyelids are heavy in tranquility...
Does the blood gush faster and warmer?
Is this where I will transiently dwell again?


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