Worlds that bring me wrath
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Worlds explore me at the boundary
where purpose becomes purposeless,
where holy thrills turn harrowing
in prism'd flash of callousness.
Imprisoned flesh then lashes out
and sets the ripp'ling sheet aflame
with cyan stripe and salmon swirl
that hints upon a sullied name
inscribed into jailhouse walls
by inmate, long ingrate, long-laid
up in the safe, containing cell
where iron limits, mental-made
grow molten to the touch.
Minds explore the motionless
while dreams the cursed prisoner
of some more glorious egress
than slow decay — envisioner
of new dim glory, love unveiled
in spite of all appearing paled
by circumstance, long-circumscribed
intoxication, long-imbibed:
dances wild, features rough
with campfire contrast — now, enough!
Of this cruel-sojourned path:
of worlds that bring me wrath.
words and images by @d-pend
created for HIVE on Nov. 27, 2020.
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Whoa trippy asf. Stalking you on Twitter now haha
The right path to the minds eye is the path that leads to the heart. I wish I had more time to play.