Annex

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


this is the second entry of an ongoing memoir, told in short poems.

Submitted: July 16, 2018

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As my head nods, torrents of this pleasant thought thaw the walls of a half mauled and mangled mind. Into the keenest dreams of gleaming streams you may breach. Disturbing not their steepest seams, but a bound fragment touched by madness; a deepening sadness starved by logic and time.

As my head begins to nod, I lose the feeling in my feet. Consciousness escapes while twilit dreams still make me think. There is a place I'd love to reach; somewhere beyond life's haunted halls: High and hopeful peaks stacked with peace and sleep in that night air to where one escapes and hones their resolve.


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