Friday 13 May 2011

Nothingness

The darkness inside,
to the core of my heart.
I feel bare,
and dry.
Emerging smoke of the white pipe,
it's light,
holds me when I cry.
Deadly glow of that face,
near the end,
haunts Life.
but not "I".
Strangest is my path.
need not a mate,
Adam,
He becomes ! Why?
Up there, is a Master,
painted a Man,
his "Art",
wants all the glory,
to go far up,
and fly. (Icarus)
Come, there be a time..
where my quest ends.
I feel numb.
Nothingness.
--
A beam of light,
Heavenly!
a blurr image,
of my soul,
I see.
as I drank rye.. (whiskey)

----xxx----

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