10 Mar

Floating conscious streams

Nuclear bombs to the head

Lost friends returned

I’m not as easily lead

So whatever the future

And bugger the past

Least it’s living again

I’ll make this last

Paint drips up the walls

Sirens pulsing though ears

Banish non believers

And bury the fears

So take what you will

And hold onto your dreams

There’s only one turn at this

Just tear open the seams

And breathe.

1 Comment

Posted by on March 10, 2012 in experimental, poem, poetry


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One response to “Seams

  1. my rays of light

    March 15, 2012 at 10:38 am

    beautifully written

    Peace to you


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