Tuesday, 21 April 2009

Across the Room

"I am talking from a distance, from across the room..."


She fades
She blurs
sideways 
gestures
music taking over
and in
out or below
She is
She spins
She drills
partakes in thrills
and chimes, lost time
for years, no dates, no nines
endeavors, she whistles
her spine
sends shivers
and guides
detached 
and drenched
remedy
clenched, clutched
leading,
She is sideways pulled under
the bubbles
She sings
apart from sand

cadence
three voices 
heard clear

in this cadence
three voices
it dawned like the dusk
this dunce epiphany embroidering
FX processing every second
i am out there
baby blue and black
sedated,
in so many places
dizzy to the orchestra

i found Eurydice last night
She is gone with the wind now

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