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Dreams of the Sick and Weak
Contributed by
Bunni
on
Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 08:29:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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thoughts, thoughts dream me a dream a colourful portrait on a smooth sheet of ice i feel like i could die right now and my thoughts are so clear -crisp and alive- i feel like i could drown in my dreams in this unpolluted state of mind and though, now, i am sick-'tis true- i feel as though i could fly and even when i am awake and alert on my regular days it's just when i'm sick and fading from sleep that everything is so clear and axenic and my thoughts seem to be bottomless and it's in those deep sweet dreams that everything is twisted yet it makes so much sense to me- am i finally going overboard? ... thoughts, thoughts dream me a dream like one does when submerging in pain that bright, clear line is shown to me, and it's only now that i can see with my senses dulled and mybrain fogged that the line shines with a crisp, alive light showing me a colourful portrait seemingly painted on a thin sheet of ice
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