Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Collide




Just before I engage in dreaming

I can hear the angels scheming

Voices from the trees cry ‘follow’

Within this medicine I swallow

My hands betray me in their writing

Because I can’t control what I’m igniting

Worlds inside me now colliding

My mind a mist in heat subsiding

The unrequited verses astound me

As my unthinkable thoughts surround me

Maybe I should just resolve to silence

be without this mad reliance

To send me into perfect dreams

And rise above this wave of screams

Maybe it needs to be let go

I’m haunted by these things I know.


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