| |
Telekinesis
Hands on a mirror
I stare intently at me;
Telekinesis;
Every object simply moves
with a single focused glance;
Did a double take;
Was it really me just now?
The room flys about;
A whirlwind spins rapidly
fueled by my intensity;
Untapped potential
biting my lip wind lifts me;
My knuckles grip white
stimulating what’s inside;
I relinquish all control.
Copyright ©
Melani Udaeta
|