in loose clothing.
One lonely drop falls,
cooling a patch of sun-dried skin.
Flowers hum, so electrified,
a hit of sudden unexpected storm.
Sudden screeching and a crash,
the heavens sob from stress.
Taking refuge in a four-walled void,
you shiver, shake.
All this unexpected violence,
and you are unprepareadly lost.
Suddenly a phantasm, a being,
free as air, then it disappears.
Your brain stops.
Your heart runs at a bolder rhythm.
"Go and search" is a whisper
known within your depths.
You search out this energy,
can it tell you where the sun's hid?
You trip going down the brackish room,
the dimensions getting smaller.
For every singular breath,
there's a low answering shake.
Hands flailing for balance,
that's gone with the sun.
Mind once again buzzing
with doubt now focused.
find the nymph.
Finding yourself in a large cavern,
suddenly illuminated.
Thousands of glowing specters,
taunting with hope,
confusing, camouflaging.
Fight your way around,
through the incandescent groups.
Through cruel mind manipulations,
hope fade as more phantoms appear,
growing brighter.
S.D. (Fall 2009) Original
S.D. (Fall 2009) Original
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