S T O R E Y R U S H

tinge
these phantom tremor
rushed from the dark
an aperature door

apex a harsh crouch
like shattered love
the shards
bright tears
sharpening

falling

cascades the stilled
allusion

phantomes

and numbers bound
sequential chains
between the thin
shroud of touch
whispering
their gravitus

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: north ontario, CAN

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Comments

loved

11 years 11 months ago

will say something

when I have some feeling there
down under
down town
as
right now I'M CLEARING THE UNREAD JUNK
AS NONE READ POETRY
Almost NO ONE

Esker

11 years 11 months ago

silence is golden

like a sea hushed
a wind stilled

visions in the desparate wait...
dreams kept for starved
days
and hungry nights...

thank you ...

loved

11 years 11 months ago

u do understand me well

uuuu doooooooo