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[tazerkatq]

Blah blah blah, this is not a poem, it is brain vomit. Enjoy.

I hover about in brilliant colors
Shine, oh desperate light of mine,
for I do believe the veil is falling.
And all day long I feel
the whisper of my voice,
lost cousin, always traveling
to undo the spell that keeps her
forever in twilight.
"Wait for rain."
She turns a cheshire grin
upon my starling eye
and I wander, spill and tumble
within my dreams.
Within, without,
I shake and curl,
just a churl of a girl
smiling a wincing grin
in the dragon's burning skin.
Oh, to be delight!
She tumbles in silent mirth.
"Do you feel much further?
Is it close, really?"
And I wake up screaming
"run run run!"
The tidal truth rushes
like wind in the trees,
Oh, to believe!
To reach and feel with my skin,
the satin and pain,
sand swimming and falling away,
to burn, to fall, to sleep
without screams in the night.
I am...
"To begin," the fool's claim...
for it is always turning over,
there is no place to begin