Monday 10 March 2014

EN ROUTE


Stranded
In the mire
Of my confused
State,
I ran…

My legs caught up
With the wind
And hopped on its
Back
Sailing
To the very top
Breaking through
The conflagration
Of emotions
That rush
Up
To my neck
Burning…
Choking!

I escape the frenzy
Awakened
By my synesthetic
Senses
Telling me
To feel
Your lies
Smell 
Deceit
Touch
The hem
Of lost years
Telling me
To rip off
My skin
And stand
Bleeding
Before the world

I shrink away
From the tomorrows
I dreamt
As
You turned
Your back to me
In fevered pleas
To the gods
That be

A slip of courage
Was what you asked for
A barrel of
Guts
To break
An unsuspecting

Heart

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