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Irony
I lie wordless-shaking-on the smeared rug of the gondola
as it floats above the smogged city and the lamb of the
moment bleeds slow-one drop at a time-beautifully fluid
with consequences dictating the very course of action and
at times inaction my lips are sewn shut in nylon-clinical
I lie still-blood frozen-hiding my stigma-my scars from
the eternity of ecstasy of those million eyes that poke
thru glassy haze-prying-dying in fashion-in vain-in pain
even I die a little as wind strums smooth-strange notes
while my visage gets skinned-torn-crumpled-wrung-eroded
I lie on thin air-like a Dadaist installation-for a few seconds
before crashing headlong into the arid smog with the stench
of burnt flesh and metal sending me to sickening highs until
I drown in the centre and fall in the charred ruins-complete
with over-populated death camps and aborted fetus that swim
I lie on the thin crust of a dead ocean with dense-stale blood
mixed with things unnameable-that clings to my soul in a manner
cohesive and convincing as I fight and choke with the muck
it heightens everything and suddenly it all starts to burn
shameless-nameless-wasted-wanton-sapped-spat I stir-startled
I lie about basically everything-to an extent that my dreams
lie to me-cheating me in ways that DSM often fails to decode
So it's a lifetime-of dreams gone wrong and having read about
the DMT-dream connection the shotgun is just redundant now
Photograph courtsey-Mehmet Turgut
Published 26th Apr 2012
| Edited 21st May 2012
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26th Apr 2012 9:50am
I really like this. Wonderful sinister imagery and use of words, pulls me head first into the story. Though I did find the ending a bit anti-climactic.
26th Apr 2012 5:51pm
Miss Indie
Thank you for the visitation.
It was a spur-of-the-moment thing and still needs something IMO. When the time is right. May be.:)
Sumeet
Thank you for the visitation.
It was a spur-of-the-moment thing and still needs something IMO. When the time is right. May be.:)
Sumeet
26th Apr 2012 2:33pm
you really are starting to come into your own true form. You are tapping into something most people could never even dream of grasping themselves
26th Apr 2012 5:53pm
Matthew
Good to see you. That was very encouraging really. Let's see how it goes.
Thank you,
Sumeet
Good to see you. That was very encouraging really. Let's see how it goes.
Thank you,
Sumeet
