Stupor

by pam   Jul 12, 2008


Euphoric layers of

images nonsensical

in drugged stupor

merging in

boundary subconscious

life’s hurdles rendered

almost weightless

a little less insurmountable

a lot more indecipherable

yet infinitely more simple

as I float in and out

of a moving montage

surreal and magical

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  • 16 years ago

    by Christopher Wry

    Never beeing in one can't say how ture but good flow. I may have used different wording bur none the less a good job.