head sings
ankle sings
space-between-fingers sing
sweet ache-harmony;
bones sings: all
synchrony
thought
and again thought
and yet again
“Hold on…”
“Wait!”–too late;
new thought now
soothing music plays
counting down (imagined stars)
Silence seething:
Cough breaks threat;
eyes staring into darkness
Where am I?
This place I float
this surreal space:
madness and transcendence
equal steps away
2 comments:
Brilliant, as always.
Does the piece have anything to do with the date of posting?
Thank you :) Er... no, not that I'm aware of, at least! Actually it was the 15th and very early in the morning. But I guess blogger is on a different time zone :)
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