Muddy Formless Shapes

by

Crystal Dawn Allen

Return to muddy, formless shapes
Lowering into the marshes, where
ozone beckons

Return to muddy, foreign shapes
and skeleton apostles. Follow

your promptings, follow
your fantastic miracle of thought,

'everything you want, you deserve',

with your head full of halos
and your heart full of hollows.

Return to the unmade bed
and rest there, dream
this bed is never made, always inviting
A dream of fluffy warm pillows and lavender linens.

Return to muddy, formless shapes.

A worm's eye view or a wave's eye view.

Sunken systems.

Let's hasten departure:
No one man knows where it goes
from here; if the Becoming draws near,
no one knows.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Tissue
by: Jacee
from: Leeds, England, UK

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