v3sago - Hello Poetry

v3sago

v3sago

M/Chicago A man who wanted to be a god, then changed his mind.

inside slowly opening warm sky dry hand feathers memory image thoughts left wonder again high reached same distance desperation stay feel leave sounds fill lie acropolis piercing consciousness keep wave bliss ash sand moving mirrors gestures paved blue covered haze eyes white look empty glass knocks whispers lies edges dark velvet golden dreams hold radiant hidden sweet face fire soft space essence reach silence perception thing agony thought trickles reaching feed distant time waste beauty spread peering start small random againor tried yes morning window awning ajar last lush grassy hill before splintered sore knees worn degrees calling noon lectures still smiling trees around pulled myself boots broken nails straps loosened loops ripped sole two grin because truth comes visit soon tea better find spoon wear sweater need hums grand parade vibrant figure awake indecision cannot wounds revealing marvelous colors once imagined twice inverted believe brushing gloom sunshine seeds narrow