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Monday, April 8, 2013

The Taste of Oblivion.


To wrap the
taste of the silence of oblivion
around the tip of my tongue
allowing it to take over
as it
dances down my spine
and I surrender control

To fade into it's warm embrace
like an old friend
turned lover
a dash of thunder
chased by a flash of lightning,
crashing into the wind

To drift into it's halls
and pathways
diving into it's womb,
finding solace in it's
dark tomb

To sojourn,
finding peace in obscurity,
shedding old skin,
creating space
for new light to enter within.

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