6.3.12

AF

words could not express my feeling nor picture 
the frame was silently eroded and I was disintegrated 
a passage towards the gateway was getting blurry 
red light warned as it was falling over the cliff


speeding up to 175bpm, an alluring entrée
frequent bassline dashed my right atrium,
anxious heartbeats and intense blood production had arisen
It was dripping on the ground, called it 
suffocation by the alluring temptation 

a rebound, short and rapid rhythm 
dismantled the forgotten past into pieces
notes that no longer in set


an irregular fibrillation caused a heart failure 
it sent me into the state of shock, then here 
he flicked the metronome with his index finger
a gentle signal vaulted on ECG


down to 135 beats, a likely fin
slowly inhaled and exhaled
cut-throat questions made me sick but lips were sealed
word vomit and sprouting addiction of 
knowing the unknown and telling the untold 
story rising up to my skull, an urge to throw up


mind manipulating and soon I was disillusioned
fisted up my dependence buried it in between 
the wall with bare hands and I dug deeper until it 
crumbled into ashes and debris 


words could not express my feeling nor picture
recapitulated pulse breezed in effortlessly
desolation was solidified and strung with my downfall
rebuilt the barrier and here it rewound.






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