Dark Poetry #4 |
the purple stair case |
Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
So the tyrants come to feed your mind the most grotesque of images. Of rotting flesh and times to come. They insert it through your left ear. Oh how their reign will be the end of us. Your counterpart does slumber away with her black hair in your face. We are you and you could die by their hands. Seven mouths do speak the horror. Of the months of torture you've endured. You do distract them with mirrored skin and reflections of inner light. You burn a whole through their defenses where you reach the unraveling purple stair case. It seems to stretch into the sky forever. It grows off the emotion, off all the words of your world. It feeds of your imagination. and when you reach the first plateau you will fall asleep and be safe. **** so this isn't that good. but its based off this really awesome dream I had. I have writers block. |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Don't be too critical of yourself, dreams are our window to the Real world. Crazy Horse knew this, perhaps your soul is speaking to you? I loved the poetry of this. coyote "If at first an idea is not absurd, there is no hope for it." |
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