The Silent Breeze

Be quiet for a while. Listen.

Tag: Art

Point Of No Return

Linger
In the gaps
Between the cobwebs
In the dark long hallway
Light… Non-existent
A hand beckons

But it is dark…

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Carbonated

The flimsy cup

Holds the dark liquid

Holds it

Firm

Tight

Disciplined… Even then…

The liquid beckons

The external darkness

Ignored

By the lusting mouth

The momentary sinful union

Refreshing yet dark

Invigorating yet poisoned

The inviting skin

Hiding the negative

Society and its men

Reflections

Of the carbonated desire

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