obsession: gone

there is a rush


cycling upward

i reach


oh rockets of light

tails of bright zig-zags

luminate the night skies.

waves of breath exited

drawn in, drawn out

of nose, of mouth, deep from depths

of weakened lung.

words dipped

in art’s bright, dazzling

color wheel

they dance on lips, these words

on tongue

like love’s juices

sweetness and honey

for the soul.

on the tips of pen & fingers

a simple joy



but the ride down


freezes words once fire-hot

into glaciers

slow moving, melting



sinking further

into the stinking

benthic depths

my hand reaches up/out

grabbing for any

remnants that might remain

reaching for

any handfuls perhaps still lingering.

letters stick to fingers


errant word-flakes

as letters fade


fading me

into silence

About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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