donderdag 2 februari 2012

Ancient Heart

My words slowly form a circle
and slide around my neck
infiltrate my skin
and become a noose around my brain
disturbing thought and word
talking and thinking become blurrend
and my body tenses as my words falter

My stomach sets me on fire
my fingers twitch
my eyes flitter
and my chest heaves

I give out false alarms
as I raise my head
my eyes perceive the world
but everything is new
and everything turns primal
and the whole world
becomes a chamber
always beating
with the rhythm
of the world's ancient heart

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