Time To Go



V--- sits there unthinking and unblinking

wobbling absent-minded in Winter Chill

on the risky rail; the dangerous distance

pulsates below like a magnifying strobe.

Her heart is a punching fist from within.

The sunflower sandals finally slip off

and fall into void like monstrous leaves.

She is stirred by such subtle sensations

and snaps straight back into awareness.

V--- violently shakes her delicate brains

and all but loses her sustained balance.

She might have plummeted and died.

"This is drugs---can't be here---time to go."


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Starward's picture

This is a very mysterious

This is a very mysterious landscape you have created.  Is Winter Chill a description of the weather or the name of the place?  I think it works either way, but, to me, it sounds like a place.

Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,

unto the exultations of Heaven.


Pungus's picture

Good Question

My intention was only for weather. But I wanted to make the words as a symbol in an effort to enhance the mood. I can see how it would appear to represent a geography and now realize, since you ask, it could actually be both.