Dimensions
You take the fifth
distilled and delusional
drunk, disorderly and disrobed
fallen to your knees you plea
and pretty pretty plead
your prayers
to multiple dimensions
boots made of stone
you can't run
no directions nor diversions
you can't hide
naked
you abide
songs ring softly in your head
you're alive but somehow dead
life's flashes of brilliance
seem less brilliant
light walks away from you
but you're not through
darkness beckons your pain
in a devil disguised as a saint
you pass judgement
and delve into his realm
as he deepens his hold
you attack and then retreat
regroup then repeat
you succumb and sacrifice your lamb,
your virtues and the sheep
you awaken from this sleep
blinking blankly
and wander on
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2020
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