deepundergroundpoetry.com
sleep drift
fading today
into hypnagogic grey
phosphenes swallowing you
a tapered fall,
a cerebral revolve
around a dissonant tune
blaring quiescence
through unconscious moments
lived through a brume
some dreams
are just a color scheme
and déjà vu
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 1
comments 2
reads 695
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.