Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Latching the Gate

A mind floods
with past indiscretions
and other bits
of curvaceous lunacy
Its owner gives
chase as they lace
through narrow synapses
spinning past gateways
permanently stuck open

Trying to map these
is a lesson in futility
as they ricochet
at warp speed from
dark alcove to darker
Gaining even more speed
with dangerous
invisible intent
Any idea of eventual
dwindle, a dim impossibility.



  1. I like this. Curvaceous lunacy! Brill! Also really feel the thoughts rushing through the brain. Good use of the wordle words. :)

  2. I LOVE curvaceous lunacy. Maybe that's what I need? LoL The second stanza feels darker...and yes...futile. Love the write.


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