Frontal collision
19 July 2016
Black widow
Mourning lost vigil
Of her death
Rancid breath
Hovering in morning chill
As Time sweeps over
Illusion
Hammering vision
Retina
Stuck in loop
Stroboscopic impression
Frontal collision
We were strands
Twirling through eras
Fear disbands
Reprimands
Scorching lips smothering fate
Melancholy’s slate
Burning pyre
My inner realms dire
Desert space
None to face
No judgement but fall from Grace
Upon green-blue fields
Stigmata
Mind’s repetition
Your kisses
Heal my wounds
That flay my every layer
Between core and skin
Hope runs thin
Time is a slayer
Partition
Melodies
A move away from fences
Disturbed defenses
Reading of the poem:
Late Goodbye – Poets of the Fall
War – Poets of the Fall
Daze – Poets of the Fall
Heal my wounds – Poets of the Fall
Dreaming wide Awake – Poets of the Fall
Rebirth – Poets of the Fall
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