Thursday, May 7, 2015

The Lightening

I slipped through a gap in the curtain of perception
And saw my reflection there
Then time and pain fell away
The meagre crop of hindsight and anticipation
And now, I have now
Nothing but this now
And my light flickers bright
Once again
Once again
It is me that I see
With eyes like flints of onyx aflame
And nothing
Nothing will ever extinguish this light again

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