Forgive me. I’m afraid
I have been too distant,
my head unwrapped
spaghetti-string unwinding
down labyrinthine curves
Forgive me. Lightning
is pulsing from my soles
to the sky and it hurts
Forgive me. I’m afraid
I have been too distant,
my head unwrapped
spaghetti-string unwinding
down labyrinthine curves
Forgive me. Lightning
is pulsing from my soles
to the sky and it hurts
“labyrinthine curves…” so beautifully written, very inspiring poem – as if you “painted” a regret…
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“painted a regret”…now I’m inspired! 🙂
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‘Head unwrapped/spaghetti string unwinding’ — great image. I have been trying to find a way to describe the brain relaxing and I think you beat me to it! Nice poem.
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Ha, I’m sure you could come up with a much more elegant image!
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Not so far! You got me beat.
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