Ramblings and Paintings of a Mystic Wanderer

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When in the midst of nothing..

When in the midst of nothing

a blue nothing..

all of a sudden

you

write a tale of sighs

and I

in the midst of forgetting

see your words..

then

those bloodrushed words

read themselves into my soul

and there they hook me

they hound me

So now

I

In the midst of a red hot something

Write a bloodrushed poem

for you

in the midst of my blue nothing.

 

Posted November 21, 2010 by oshum