Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Time In A Bull Horn

Time ticks away like the heart beating in my chest...
Forever or no more it struggles to keep the rhythm but screams for another second...
Sickness consuming my breath like a ghost materializing over a sea of sunshine...
Under a full moon, I look to the stars and ponder creation and reincarnation....
The wheels turn for now until the bump in the road swells too deep...
Inpassable...unjumpable...redelivering me from the womb like a meteor on a mission....
My soul never slows but my flesh is tired...my lungs burn...my head is swimming...
Like a tadpole on a turnip green floating in a pond of prawns...
If only I could hear his voice...I might just live another day.....

Goodnight world.

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