Chapter 9.5 Occasional Starlight
By Henry Coldnight
I was staring into
the space,
nowhere,
when they were trying
to talk,
which was the only thing
I could do--
before they,
or the music
tear me apart,
inside and out--
I stared at myself
inside and out:
under my clothes is my skin;
under my skin is my body;
under and within my body is
a pitch black,
fishing around
in the dark
and realized
-when I saw the sign on the back of my head-
that
this is my "Mind,"
of course.
inside my mind are my angelic wings and...
What IS that?
A gloomy orb,
hovering,
constantly changing
on the inside,
occasionally
Starlight.
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© 2009 Coldnight
Published on Thursday, January 22, 2009.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, January 22, 2009, snakeskingrin
(59) wrote:
gloomy orb....occasional starlight... I DIG that alot. :) Snake