Breath Thief
That hanging rope ladder
to get into
the glowing cloud
of your treasures
is there to keep the magic carpet of your wish
flying in circles
vanishing behind a total black storm
where silent thunders hunt your music.
Be aware of madness
unknown voices or disgraced places
seamless sequences are not so easy.
You can’t really tell the difference
and mistake the distorted sky in mud puddles
for enlightening visions
of luxury and satiety.
This is me licking the sweat of your shadow
tracking the drops of your soul to crash the mirror
possessing the rhythm
of your breath
making your look dodge the light.
Rain over rain in hollow dreams of forgotten nightmares.
The best of this deal is the chance to become hooked
for ever to
the shapeless reality
to thrive the evolved illusion of flashy gestures.
The field is mined of good intentions
colorful signs enticing your steps to wander
slightly
just to play the game
to get an idea and set you free.
Becoming aware should not cost that much.
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Posted Sep 25, 2022, 5:38 AM UTC