Expectant swirling
Like going into a cave
Surrounded by something darker
Than mere blackness
It's like the absence of all time
Like nothing ever existed
And life is just an idle dream
Lost all touch with those times
Those powerful feelings that raced
Around my body, threatened to
Explode my heart,
Lay bare my flimsy logic
Push me through all this living
Into something higher.
Thursday, April 27
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