this-illusion-meant

May 7 2008  | Views 138 |  Comments  (4)
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i wake up

with your smell in my brain

from hours of fruitless dreaming

rootless intoxication

 

your imagined eyebrow raised

in amused mockery

of my futile attempts

at normalcy

 

your absent eyes

glinting black and laughing

pierce through the sheath

of my cultivated indifference

 

i tear myself

 

from your rodinesque frame

head arms back

chiselled in perfect symmetry

in my bronzed mind

 

your mirage mouth

flashes a lightning smile

to blaze through the dark bylanes

of my labyrinthine soul

 

you traverse

my desert heart

through daylight dreams

and night-time awakenings

 

a bell-jar perfection
insulated 
from this bleeding reality

that’s mine

© electric wind., all rights reserved.

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