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...Plumes
By SolApathy
Into my disease of crumbling pleas
Watching the sun drift to darkness, beyond a rolling sea
I burned the universe’s flame at both ends
Never contemplating the darkness that would descend
Wicks worn
A flame can no longer be borne
I lay in the plume
Of this cigarette smoke filled room
Knowing nothing of where I will be, soon
I contemplate the moments as the seconds echo by
Certain in silence, broken that I shouldn’t bother to try
Second hand breaking the silence as infinity drags on
Echo of a moment as I recall the verse of a once loved song
I wither in the turmoil
~A symptom of the universe~
I
…uncoil…
Watching the sun drift to darkness, beyond a rolling sea
I burned the universe’s flame at both ends
Never contemplating the darkness that would descend
Wicks worn
A flame can no longer be borne
I lay in the plume
Of this cigarette smoke filled room
Knowing nothing of where I will be, soon
I contemplate the moments as the seconds echo by
Certain in silence, broken that I shouldn’t bother to try
Second hand breaking the silence as infinity drags on
Echo of a moment as I recall the verse of a once loved song
I wither in the turmoil
~A symptom of the universe~
I
…uncoil…
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Monday, September 25, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...I am the symptom of darkness you endure--I will infect you with the symphony of a pain with no...CureComments on "...Plumes "
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A former member wrote:
Alrighty then, if this beautiful write is pain, then take the morphine away. I am also jealous of the line about burning the Universe's flame at both ends as it feels like the ultimate kiss off. I do not understand why this hasn't received any comments, but then not everyone can recognize greatness. Beautifully written, dearest. Rebs:).
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