Deeper Routes

A flame, a spark, from beyond beknown
A ray of pure simplicity
Inner webs fuse, alive,  fit the brief
Shale Passions, clone complexity

Lightly falls and upon softly settles
Worn heart torn shoulders, direct on route
Sceptable emotions, thrive inside
Guiding sight past lies,  to the pit of every truth

Out of the blue, behind brown eyes
A heavy burden born to bare
Weeds of fickle destruction rise
Fumes deepest purple, errupt  evaporate into thin air

Noble aggression modestly quaint
Broard emptiness Tempting the mind
Tasting silence  dimensionals fifth
Every past life reborn more divine

Abrupt nights fall
Into days abduct break
Old soul heeding knowledge erased
Depths of a lonely  heart, mark a darkening  spark
Salty exit wound, illicit dreaming, mares nightingale laced

Fire in my belly
Skyrockets fill my eyes
Mere words, an understatment
Meditate the escape, the porthole element loop disguise

Sounds begin to tune back in, Body temp returns to core
Peepers slowly open, just as quickly shutter close
Shallow smile seals her speech, spilling truths to none asleep
Resurrect the faded awe, to those in tune woe reeps.







Belinda Boyd
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