against the grain

Hyacinth garden

struggle through unwritten epochs
exceed beyond the bounds of any human endurance
no sensation might survive the agony of the asymmetrical
these musings, of ornamental fables,
bit by bit, swelled thick and prolific
I give to you my conquering
so I may unsheathe my sword
now reflect on My neglected texts
find salvation at the bottom of your fantasy
translate this deleted surface
and escape into blissful oblivion
devour those seven seeds
as concession is the ultimate goal
with unkind looks for the curious
detached relic, feel for essential callousness
sensation of being bitten intimately
it is that pleasure from your pain
that will leave you gasping for air
while writhing against the grain

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Unbelievably wonderful I feel like you reached in and touch that deeply sensitive part of my heart that connects my soul. where that pain wallows up to pull out tears from the corners if my eyes. There are words in this I understand in a way no one but me does but its nice to think you might understand too. Wonderful write! Kind regards SS

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

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