My body convulses violently.
Veins on my arm protrude and swell in response
As Pandora's sludge circulates
To every nook and cranny.
My soul evades in haste and panic,
" You may run but you may not hide " echoes
And erects four harrowing walls.
Sinister frequencies bounce off the cold concrete
As black noise bombards my ear drums,
Withering the wool that retained my warmth
Till I am bare
And without atmosphere.
Solar winds convect my innocence
Into the heavens,
So that a gleam of glitter may glee
In another's tears,
Conjuring a bubble of soap.
Turning the glare of the sun
Into colours of hope.
YOU ARE READING
THE IMPROMPTU MANIFEST.
Poetry" SPARK!" Poems Of Utter Spontaneity. The Raw and Unfiltered Emotion Of Living Life Without Cuffs and With Your Heart On Your Sleeve. The Pushing Of Intuition Into The Everyday World. Let It Flow. Let It Flow. And Let Words Spark Life To LIFE.
