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Childhood dreams, detailed and cherished, Youthful ideals, concepts of destiny Slowly discarded, cast aside Off-course, anti-catharsis Devolved in a simmering cauldron Of so-called detritus Mid-life-fucked-up-crisis Perception's considerable door Care-fully cleaned Care-freely swung On silent hinges at dawn Approaching dusk, against the jamb Corroded, dust-caked-cobweb ports Psychic day-to-day crap Hope crawls through filament drawn tight Contrived devices, filters and screens Oozing in, despite the ever-contracting slits The cocoon we have descended into A spark, an entity detects the tiniest crack Strikes the door, shattering, dissolving sub-conscious To delight, cosmos, ethereal, infinite
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC
Cracks in the Cocoon
Childhood dreams, detailed and cherished, Youthful ideals, concepts of destiny Slowly discarded, cast aside Off-course, anti-catharsis Devolved in a simmering cauldron Of so-called detritus Mid-life-fucked-up-crisis Perception's considerable door Care-fully cleaned Care-freely swung On silent hinges at dawn Approaching dusk, against the jamb Corroded, dust-caked-cobweb ports Psychic day-to-day crap Hope crawls through filament drawn tight Contrived devices, filters and screens Oozing in, despite the ever-contracting slits The cocoon we have descended into A spark, an entity detects the tiniest crack Strikes the door, shattering, dissolving sub-conscious To delight, cosmos, ethereal, infinite
With apologies to William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, 1793
BobHornbeck
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC
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