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DARKNESS SHINES BRIGHTLY
BLINDING EYES TO LIGHT
NUMBNESS OVERWHELMS SUCH THAT
PAIN IS NO LONGER FELT
AIR FILLS MY LUNGS YET
I GASP FOR BREATH

EYES WIDE OPEN, STRAINING TO SEE.
I KNOW WHERE I AM, BUT
      WHERE WAS I?
                AND WHERE AM I GOING?

I SEE MANY FACES
THEY KNOW ME, BUT
WHO ARE THEY?
        VOICES SHOUT…
               ……BUT I HEAR SILENCE.

DRENCHED WITH DRYNESS
SATURATED WITH VOID.
AN INNER SHAKING ERUPTS
STIFF TREMORS BATTLE
       INSIDE WANTS OUT
                  OUTSIDE WANTS IN
                         ...WHERE IS UP AND DOWN?

IN A MIRROR
MY FACE REFLECTS NOT
I LOOK INTO THE SILVERY GLASS
AND SEE ONLY AN EMPTY BOX
OF CHOCOLATE
STANDING AT ATTENTION
IN A WOVEN BASKET

WALKING THE STREET
HOW CLOSE WILL THEY COME?
WOULD IT HURT?
DOESN’T MATTER
KEEP WALKING

FEEL LIKE CHIMNEY SMOKE
DRIFTING WITHOUT CARE
WHEREVER THE WIND TAKES IT
SOON TO DISAPPEAR
NO ONE NOTICES WHERE SMOKE GOES.
YES, THE THIN TRAIL THEY SEE
      BUT SOON FORGET.
              SMOKE SCATTERS
                            …………CLEAR SKY

Copyright Pushkva August 2002