3rd Place In Brian Strands 1,494th Poetry Contest
Aphantasia is the inability to voluntarily visualize mental images in one’s mind.
G r a p h i t e feasts the eyes ink then bleeds its overall as permanence sets polygons paralleled upon rhombus obtuse oblivion spirals splash with ecstasy flames coiled cool these are my designs in my logic language labyrinth, an off-centered photo meticulously placed a pastel pink do-rag envelopes a crack of a smile, it softens the serious sudden random thoughts race in a maze buried in the subconscious of a blind mind however strange is the quiet way time blurs the face of who was your whole world the mind quenches the blaze of a smoke show, not flesh nor bone, lost connections &lasting impressions no longer my existence Feverishly turning, searching a forgotten face at times, in late light, your outline returns not clear, only the hush of someone I once knew by heart I still reach for in dreams I stand beside its quiet flame, loving what remains of a face my heart still knows the blind mind forgets, the heart doesn’t an imago of us gone over time, as yours of mine trails no traces, no sensing what do you see when you close your eyes? With no mind’s eye recognize me in the clouds picture me in stars and if nothing else here is a photo without its photographer without its frame without the certainty of forever &eternity’s reveries I’ve turned my back to our reality the violet leaves its fragrance following the hand that had crushed it the forget-me nots bouquets of petals plucked forgiveness is that fragrance shed
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3rd Place
In Brian Strands
1,494th Poetry Contest