Multi-facet, razor-edged gem not of jewelry
why do you look forward to this horrid dark?
What have you to forget?
Not a word has been uttered on your behalf
not a thought wasted…why do you haunt this place now?
Cryptic messages in a cove of green
a natural platform – you continue this gift if misunderstanding and words with veiled definition
I want to see your scars
I want to look upon your self-inflicted wounds
these pink lines of misunderstanding and suffered loneliness
to run my fingers along the damaged flowers of this blooming countenance
Verdant unfolding over my eyelids and engulfing my perception with beaming grim

Castle wall lifting thought beam

Crystal lattice-work cathedral domes with pointed light in the middle, these choir voices calling for me to leave this tissue cadaver and fly to otherwhere.
O! weighted corpse that imprisons this angel-wing while voices cry “Come! Be! Not with! No place! This place! This nothing!”
Swirling diamond eaten-spun-sugar castle walls and movement that cries for home beyond. So many cells, so many voices. Lights and sucking tendrils of life-line and disappearing hypnosis
Another road ahead, and another time to journey
Here I come!