the depth of nothingness

abyss.plain.plateau.peak.
Trench.
pitch black.bleak.deep.
the depth of nothingness.
smouldering.melting.
crystals of overwhelming red.
flashes. and a mirage..
a garden in bloom. change and joy.
needles .slivers and shards.
glass.broken.hopeless.
brown.desolate.
a will to escape.and chains.
pulling.insisting.
with pleading eyes.a mirror and a soul.
impatient tugs .
the heart of a mortal.
in its place a stone.
buried long ago.
a ruin.
emotionless ..unfeeling..
and a lock.
the base.
a wretched loneliness.

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the last walk down street A

i turn. it follows as it always has. dark memory.buried deep. deep deep deep within the unreachable corners of the undecipherable world. a pretence . and love.in all its colours. tears.sobs.swollen promises. some more. and i know. what it never will. through the neon eeriness of la noche. like a dingy glove. a blast from the past. persistence and resistance and acceptance.and Deliverance will its soul respond? will it cry? will it remember? as i know. i will.

the shadows of freedom

Sunshines and moonlights and a milky stream the shadows of the morrow go blink blink blink... a pen a paper and a million lines. going one-two one-two ...three three three the raindrops on the window's ledge.. the weeping lilies of the night.. a corkscrew, a knife and a bottle of wine. a litre of water and a careless glance. powdered cheek and a painted nail. tin cans and soldiers all forgotten.. long live this freedom.. that love has begotten.

illusional reality

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