Saturday, March 3, 2012

Labyrinth Life

Poem. By Marc Evan Aupiais...

You think you, in deathly waters: own, deadly, control me,
The dust suffocates, as stallions, race, in circles, in long trodden spoor,

You take aim at my heart, and Long Spent: Empty Soul,
With Words, and More,
A Rhythm of pounding, with ever owning rights,
 knights and nights, and flashing, multicoloured lights:
 ...and ending never ending wrongs,

You think you own me, you believe all, control my form,

You obsess, or possess me, only in your deathly tidal mental form!

And as you pursue your nights and knights,
And seek, endless, chivalrousness-void monetary sights,

You think you steer me,
But I have Another Light!

To Lead Me, with pats upon my hope... my
... bridal reign... ... not your feign sane.. bridle rein...

...Guided, in blackest:... grayness, in nose, and touch...

Through, This Darkness, Which You Truly Own,
This Deathly, Never Ending, ...Ending Night!

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