For you
I lie restless in limbo,
Floating aimlessly among wracked bodies
And deadened eyes.
I wake unconsciously,
Ghost-like,
Able to view my own body as it stumbles over itself
Again
And again.
These repeated loops segue
Into habits,
Dark ruts borne into shadows—
This is my Lion's Den.
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
For you
I lie restless in limbo,
Floating aimlessly among wracked bodies
And deadened eyes.
I wake unconsciously,
Ghost-like,
Able to view my own body as it stumbles over itself
Again
And again.
These repeated loops segue
Into habits,
Dark ruts borne into shadows—
This is my Lion's Den.
psalms...
