Subspace Triptych
descent:
crack!
sear sting
oh…
shocked into clarity
sharp edged relief of now
laid bare on a tempest
slick satin slides
catches my wrists
pulls up
pulls tight
paradigm shift
into controlessness
now bleeds into forever
the lash polishes beauty
breathe, baby
shallow and slow
pulse under fingertips
my tensile strength
stretch tested
stripped to basic need
growl groan glissando
snap crackle pop
exploration:
intellectual understanding withers in the flare of experiential wisdom.
to be willingly splayed to the whim of Fate is freedom.
how many times have you seen your true self?
do you look away from your flaws, your deep secrets?
hidden in your safe, little boundaries, do you wonder about the depth of your perceptions?
the life of the mind, sliced loose from so called reality, lunges into the unknown with a
will.
how far back does the cave go?
surfacing:
it begins to creep in
the blade of lamplight
the spinning fan
the cool, damp pillow
flutterblink and sigh
stretch against the wondrous ache, a souvenir
downsplashed again on a tragically mistaken world
color dims as soul sight recedes
sound unlayers and sinks to mere noise
muted and glaring, life awaits reentrance
oh, fine.
if I must…
Copyright © Shelli Mcclaran | Year Posted 2010
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