arched

abortive abyss giveaway

touching the outer layer lightly

bits and pieces flaked off 

to reveal the depth of charred remains

 

the hope of finding healthy tissue

was like hoping to gather leaves in a windstorm

a hollow shell, the final prize 

 

a figment of an imagined existence

cloaked in pallid-colored dreams

passed down through bargain basement ideals

 

whispers to ears void of tempered knowledge

and bright-eyed for a path leading towards a fool's gold

whose story continues to be told

 

lush feilds of blossoming trees and flowers

flourish within sight, but awareness has been retarded

for the sake of finding buried treasures, and mind follows

 

 

4:22 AM 7/7/2013 ©

 

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