The Black Hole Scrolls

Psychogenic stagnant waters; proxy..
Gravitational pulls within, lucids vortex 
Power play ? Spindrifts seminal phantoms
Hovering about hallucinations now, sailing away
Atop their mystic sea a fogs blanket to cover these
Misty dreams tinseled his truth as whirlwind horizons ?
Climbing this mast and stiletto in hand an etching, your vision...
Icon's fanning flames adrift amid, blasphemic pyres, of pseudo gods.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Knapp Avatar
June 27, 2013 at 11:49 AM
Who knows whats' in one's mind and when one adds or stagnates anything can happen. Enjoyed the thoughts and sights my friend.
Thomas Avatar
June 12, 2013 at 8:40 PM
Wow!!! What An assortment of, things that make you go hmmm love it!!! Thankyou john, really enjoyed reading this poem....
Mohammed Avatar
June 8, 2013 at 8:49 AM
Deep stuff!
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