Thursday, August 11, 2011


Sometimes scribbling on paper gets my mind to flow and sometimes it doesn't.  Today this popped onto a piece of paper ... I haven't yet decided if it's a finished piece or if I should add to it.  We'll find out.

Visions of my former self
     eyes glazed
heart frozen
     Wandering as if in a trance
had someone placed a spell on me?
     My soul
clawing to get out
release the chaos
     Strings to detach
untie them
     let go
my lifeless body immobile
     lightning I summon you
strike me
     regenerate my senses
a storm would be welcome
     it would improve this hell.