I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know how to explain. I could say that it feels as if I’m floating uncomfortably, ungrounded, and untethered. in a sea, and then falling. ever, so slowly. until the last light from the sun streams through the renaissance of an outstretched hand reaching up one last time for some thing... some thing beautiful, but some thing is dying, in side. some thing is being born, out side but, I can’t quite make it out. it’ s dark in here. and I'm trying to get back out there. beyond the veil I once pierced a dagger through, opened it for you. but now, it seems, they've shut the door. my body coming to rest with the debris as a bed on the sea's floor. a carcass to be fed upon once more...but, no no more. I said no more.
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