sending you those messages

those things inside my head - call it poetry
haven't always been there,...















Thursday, January 12, 2012

visions
are so often
visions
in my mind
visions
break-through
visions
do not know why
visions
only visions
close my eyes
see a hell of things
feel structures
red and sharp
beneath surface
red and sharp
vessels of another past
red and sharp
red and sharp!

understand not what is there
visions in my mouth
taste like water
transparent, yes,
unveiled & unfinished,
visions, oh sweet visions

visions,
there and then,
- so what?
within my visions
visions of another kind,
rain and sun and violence,
all right,…
am used to that,

visions of a brighter past
visions of a near-by future
visions of  some things unseen
visions that i render to you




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