Isolation Room 19
I am an island within an island
all of my waves transferred inward.
I bounce between my shores
throwing sounds and retrieving feels.
I am my own language, in my own book
phrases long, profound and seeping with drama.
And no, you will not read me well
my text is vibration and out of tune to you.
I am swallowed into a bubble.
I have been this indestructible balloon.
I will float between, above and around,
but I will never be the one touching you.
I am a phoenix among the dinosaurs
I peer across a land of bones, as the ashes all drift down.
I can rise and rise and rise
But will I ever be immortalized?
This is my total abandonment
this is my last will and testament
that I shall be forever alone...
In this death as in this life as in this death.
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