Led, walking......no running through the heart flowers the smell of lilacs and daisies....so soothing Lost in the imagery of delusion and safety, blinded by the sun Disguised as the ending, but it was only the beginning... A cocoon, so consuming that reality became the enemy The air was different, the horizon beautiful..... Completely unaware of the PULL taking place, slowly, painfully, as skin separating from the bone Sludge leaked, blood dripped That blinding sun turned droll The lilacs turned into hands, reinforcing the PULL Until the separation completes. Safely shot that .22 It lay in the dirt crying out for help, screaming in agony "Who are you?" I asked........."I am you." -Angel
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Angel CooperCertified Naturopath |