Self-Reciprocating

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Self-Reciprocating

hey, hey spirit of mine,
suffocated dreams,
whimpering colors –
dance!

good, good sweet memory,
remind me of time;
me, who? I!

sit quietly, little thing,
sit upon on the shelf,
hey, hey spirit of mine –
stop asking why.

answers, answers they twist,
coil, foil, zing a zapping ting!
realistic fiction?

mirror, mirror you let me fade –
away; AGAIN!
how many times?
how long, do I look to the sky;
begging?

You, You left me again;
dangling from the same rope –
I should have known its chords,
aww, but familiar always feels safe.

trapped, trapped into the threads –
they smote reality,
keep me clinging, floundering in chaos
sit quietly, stealthy?

NO! NO! the knots cannot smother,
gently untangle the noose,
silently slip through –
peel apart the face of denial;
speak, speak LOUDLY in a muted voice!

farce, farce – ALONE
desolate?
I think not,
cloudy, dizzy, pang,
tear off opaque skin;
AND shriek out a single truth –
abandoned?
not quite …
but Who will save me?
(someone known as I)

About mindretrofit8

Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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7 Responses to Self-Reciprocating

  1. Wow so powerful and sending hugs your way xo

  2. prewitt1970 says:

    As always such words to treasure.

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