Wilderness of broken minds
stares into the neon signs
as the empty boulevard lazily unwinds
motionless topographies
wells of silent melodies
greens and blues and pink and purple memories rewind
laughter sings a dismal song
Mercy wonders what went wrong
Fear cries in desperation, pain in agony
What's beneath the skinny ice ?
I brought myself new roller skates
Days have numbered suddenly
the moon child escalates.
shadows crawl in empty halls
deep beneath the southern mall
the lonely stalker creeps into the noisy afternoon
love meanders like a n anxious
wind inside an envelope
hanging on in quiet desperation to be free!
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i was so much older then.
8 comments:
nicely written..
very strong imageries.
Brilliant abstract bits that fuse into a concrete, integral whole.
An undercurrent of powerful emotions vitalises.
Thanks for this one.
I keep coming back hoping you've written something new...really wish you write more often
u wrote it?...cool!
i liked the free-flow. and the swift personal inclusion.
NIce. =D
well the last few lines have cleansed the clot of stagnance..."laughter sings a dismal song"is perhaps the pinnacle of rare outpourings...looking forward to more creations...
simply beautiful.
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