A Smokey Room...
By Ocean of Truth
The ambience of asylum
Cynical twists and neurotic turns
The thrill of proximity
Yet never touching
Only wisping
Like scattered conversation
About translucent
topics
The haze lowers
Pulling at the skin
Moving with gravity
Locked to this seat
With glazed eyes
Drifting aimlessly
Comfort
defined
Gliding
Easily
........with the breeze
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Copyright 2011 Ocean of Truth
Published on Thursday, August 4, 2011.
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"Poetry"