Glittery Oblivion

The corridor is darkly invasive
usurpation knows not where it steers,
my nightgown caught on wildfire, 
ending was indubitably a flimsy inferno
dreaming phantasma went up in smoke
i was flying naked in my captured head,
blissfully feverish in comfortable suffering
chose not to wake as you prickled slumber,
whilst functionally violaceous pain screamed
  taking flight to swap business dealings
i could have opted out, your gray reluctantly
presented within Pandora's key predicament,
contracts were sealed, sensed a lethal attraction
twisted mid your tongue tied transactional eyes,
you presented an untimely shiny gem,
 was hungry for anybody with a flaw
we cozied up on a nonchalant sofa 
underneath blankets of complexity,
shared a hot cuppa mocha java delusion
spiked with combustible confusion,
dripping havoc like beaten egg whites on crack
handed over lockbox to a transfixed universe
 awoken to find the bomb had dropped, 
missed wily antagonism & landed pon converted uppers 
heeded being so high up amid gallerias' artfulness
titanic nightmare sank beneath three hours indifference,
the machine was out of order, swallowed another pill
spellbound hot air balloon was carried away for safekeeping,
  all that was perceptibly audible were familiar Pink tracks on twisted breezes

                                              'shine on you crazy diamond' 


'Sorta delusional dreaming...'
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:46 PM
What a dream, Paloma! Remind me not to be in your dreams okay. I would get scared to death in my sleep. As for the poem, I'm speechless. It was too intense, too surreal to capture w/mere words. It was spaced out ... there, that's the closest I could come to describing this poem. Can I have my mind back now? Great imagery though in this poem. Love and more love to you.
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:59 PM
Sometimes I get spaced out whilst writing. :) Thanks so much Freddie!
Dietrich Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 8:34 PM
the imagery is off the charts, Paloma!! Love that shine on, you crazy diamond!!!
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:58 PM
Much appreciated Andrea! :)
Onclaud Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 1:00 PM
an adrenaline rush from your mind's expressionist, almost surreal twist, paloma... now, take a rest; huggs
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:56 PM
I'm rested. :) Thanks Nette.
Breedt Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 12:25 PM
Ha Paloma, I just have to barge into your writes again. You wrote mw something nice again but PS has changed the format so I cannot reply. So visit me again. This one is you allright. I can see you in and out of your pj s. Ssssmookkinnn
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:55 PM
I'll be sure to visit you again, I'm doing catch-up since I was away.
Smith Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 11:31 AM
You drew me in with "twisted mid your tongue tied transactional eyes" ...was a deal made with devil??...some great lines and images
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:55 PM
Sort of a devil, glad you liked that line Tim! Thank you.
Vinson Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 9:07 AM
Whew - I'm tired and I ain't even done nuttin' today. "Violaceous" - sweet!
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:53 PM
Thanks, I love your reviews Doug, they're better than my poems. :)
Vinson Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 3:12 PM
Paloma, I think you run quite comfortably with the throttle wide open, while maintaining admirable control - something most of us cannot do.
Green Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 8:40 AM
Three hours, well that leaves me out...and besides, I'd have to contact my physician if it lasted more than four, oh wait...nevermind. : ) Out of control, you hit the accelerator on this one and drove it straight into my mind, never losing a drop of fuel along the way. Shine on indeed, what polish do you use because your work is always shining so bright it is near blinding. Love that song to by the way, a little Pink Floyd never hurt anyone.
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:52 PM
I'm not going to respond to that first part! :) Much appreciated Chris.
Wolf Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 7:55 AM
Shine indeed! Such imagination! Spiked with combustible confusion! What a de Lamour! Ha. Loved it, Paloma!
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:52 PM
Thanks Rick, your review made me smile! :)
Turner Avatar
December 9, 2016 at 7:51 AM
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there:) Flying naked, huh? Ok, I'll take a ticket, Paloma.
P  Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 5:51 PM
Tell me you've never flown naked in your dreams? :)
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