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17 May 2011

restless

in the embers
restless
breathing ink
into silent water
noise
an ephiphany
dance
on the fine line
the sharp shifting
simmering line
of your borderless
mind
grasp the edges
with your fingertips
shake
your
mould
this
is
commodified
deified
testified
and petrified
fear
so dark
and black
and thick
an oil spill
in your heart
density
no evil
not even a wall
a substance
you must walk through
walk through and feel
and feel
and feel
so the contours of your body
are ingested like a map
compass
a pulse
repeating
a pulse
repeating

8 comments:

Diana Lee said...

Oh,this is perfection. Your reading is icing on the cake.

pandamoniumcat said...

In such a few words you created such darkness and fear. Very good!

Indigo said...

Profound - "Grasp the edges with your fingertips and shake the mold" So freaking true. Love this! (Hugs)Indigo

Brian Miller said...

an oil spill on the heart...shivers...what a phrase that says much...nicely played one shot

jen revved said...

this is intense, terrific. xxxj

Madame Sweetcheeks said...

I love this. So very well done!

cianphelan said...

Dark, vivid, and quick paced...the tension building--a fact hinted at from the very title. Restless indeed, makes one a little twitchy...potent little piece.

mindlovemisery said...

I love it! Stunning! "Ingested like a map" So many wonderful lines.