Treasure-Trail
Abysmal bass blows holes mid-air,
celestial beings break bones.
It upsets the balance, and takes control.
"Stare up with me"
the air gets thick
like a translucent Saviour.
"Breathe in and release,
feel it rescue every temple in your body"
We obey.
Our necks are crooked,
stalking the rain with our eyes,
waiting for every bead
to sting as it explodes.
Climbing to the peak of ferocious stone gods.
You feel it in the back of your head
taking colossal steps,
up and up.
"Some thing's about to happen"
Anxious butterflies attack your stomach,
lifting primal energy
up and up.
Surge of electricity.
Abandoning simplicity.
Keep climbing
up and up.
"If we fall, its over"
CONFUSION
fights
FREEDOM.
ONE LAST STEP
"I think we made it"
We explode into sub-atomic beams of light,
spreading infectious positive energy
to all with open ears.
Hold on tight to skeletal boundaries,
throwing ourselves into
plump, fabric clouds.
"We are so beautiful"
Caution took the exit,
jealous in all this confusion,
one wrong step,
and you fall.
Failing to climb the air with your feet,
desperation greets you with an iconic smile
Minds collide.
Identities collapse.
Limp, they crawl under hostile rocks.
Freedom breaks free and
you feel the warmth
of a smile.
Brings you back down,
to buried animalistic tendencies
and the treasure-trail to happiness.
Copyright © Rob Timmins | Year Posted 2010
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