Thursday, May 10, 2018

Fear sweeter than nectar
Of melancholy
That feeling penetrating
Chest and sending signals
Making heart rate rise
That feeling of sweet fear
I possess it now
All of a sudden I am the fear
I am the lingering touch
My gaze is ice and scorch
Secret on the surface
You wish you'd  knew
No one and anything else
No chemicals or words
So far beyond, so far away
I wait this world to wither
Faster and readier and calmer
Than a stone spinning in 0-G.

1 comment:

  1. There is a great hidden meaning in this poem. There are multiple layers that cascade together so nicely. Well done

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