Wednesday, January 12, 2011

morning glory (XVII)

now i'm ready
to enter the space-time continuum
to be sucked into the whirl of ice-blue
and creeping velvet carpets

i'm floating
climbing towards myself
i am god
six arms outstretched
i am shiva
scaly, red, barely born
like a baby screaming out of its mother's placenta

and the blood red vines stealthily crawling up my legs
my arms, and the icy water hitting my bones repeatedly
like rain drip
drip
drip
ping
ping
creating a ripple effect
through my bones, flowing through my veins

i cannot move
yet i am already there

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