fetched up to be flung away she crashed through rolling sky
her cling film credits dissolving on her reeled half-life
she was another wide-eyed contestant on another reality show
and alas she won that
and then she was ghosted
and
then she became that ghost..
as the golden hour mirage admires its back-glancing monument
as the sharks circle their whirlpools around all that glitters
as the keyboard commandos bite at her ankles and her receding
and as the midnight sun caresses his amber reflection on her tears..
being trapped even momentarily in the neon chrysalis
blinding near its mad mountain zenith of melting quartz
immersed in its memory lava looping slipstreaming
cold nostalgia offers no comfort zone to flee to..
an addition of minuses fall as shooting stars
the astral plain of regret flecks her aether
she must now back-engineer her reinvention
recognise her meaningful life runs outside that framed projection..
she holds her bruised heart open to the elements
alone within the broken dream self-realisation may present its keys
once familiar shores and terrains to discover anew await
her rendezvous with her essence..
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment