The Black Hole in my Stomach

July 5, 2010
By Raven_Gris SILVER, Lilburn, Georgia
Raven_Gris SILVER, Lilburn, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically... I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me.... I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”-Anais Nin


Saccharine shivers up my spine
Shadow puppets staining my white ceiling
like Rorschach dyes
See what you want
to see.
There is something haunting about flash blubs
burnt out
in the promise of a merry-go-round
like years settling in the dust
as diamonds.
Butterfly wings push monsoons
across the map
ladybug skeletons sink
beneath
like dried leaves
and the zephyr pulls us all in
in one big
inhale.
Worms weave their way through our mind
(grey)matter
and the spaces between our
minutes
in the chain clocks.



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