I dreamt within the confines of my room,
of a place where the white moments
gathered in ease.
Collections within them.
Every negative
and slowly asphyxiating gathering
being buried within
the confides of a blanched confinement.
No longer where there shadows of before,
collecting in pools bellowing the fumes of
ill repercussions.
Instead the flakes of ******* highs drowned
every moment out with delusion highs..
For within the white molecule,
was a specific reflection.
And I never gazed deeply,
in fear of being
blinded with the truth.
Covers everything in a shallow grave
of white mummers
crunching under foot.
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 5:51 PM UTC
I dreamt within the confines of my room,
of a place where the white moments
gathered in ease.
Collections within them.
Every negative
and slowly asphyxiating gathering
being buried within
the confides of a blanched confinement.
No longer where there shadows of before,
collecting in pools bellowing the fumes of
ill repercussions.
Instead the flakes of ******* highs drowned
every moment out with delusion highs..
For within the white molecule,
was a specific reflection.
And I never gazed deeply,
in fear of being
blinded with the truth.
Covers everything in a shallow grave
of white mummers
crunching under foot.
