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Oct 2015
Sharp thrashes of wind taking my balance like waves in deep tide.
The invisible storm that ravages me,
Where does it hide?
Taken by surprise in a breathless pounding panic.
Like my worlds being vacuumed to a pin hole.
Replaced with blackness in a quick flash.
Then this?
What is this?

It feels heavy - more than immense.
I think it's positive...
But it's hard to tell - its far too intense.  
I can feel the source in the distant haze.

Each step towards grows thick and impossible.
There's nothing behind me just black.
I'll step on, following that heart splitting feeling.
There is just no going back.

In the haze something more dark.
A shape, a figure, a silhouette.
How could a person do this to me.
A feeling I'll never forget.

I can only manage to crawl.
A last breath, a last reach.
Just how far did I fall...

My hand sliced through this hazy cloak.
And there it was, as if I'd known it all along.
A woman. I could feel it in my drowned lungs.
Just a moment, a feeling, that's all it was.

A by stander in the wake of your infinitely blossomed life.
Never reaching you.

Just Watching.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
Jack Thompson
Written by
Jack Thompson  Australia
(Australia)   
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