Breathe.
I sit up
There is sleet
And stars,
Light
And dark,
Moon
And mist
And
Air.
Cool air.
I breathe.
I’m alive
Again??
The dead is
Gone.
???Vestiges of moss??
Still cling to my
??Nails
??And eyelids??
And lips
??And back??
And under my feet
And in through my hair??
And elsewhere on me??
BUT??
I am alive??
I am free??
As He said I would be
I am . . .
Breathe.
Submitted: March 17, 2013
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What is this...mysteriousness!?
But in any case, the imagery is incredible. I'll have to go through and read the 'arc' again :P (You should consider posting them all together, to make more sense for future readers)
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I like it. Flows lovely. Interesting and electrifying. Powerfully blunt. Do come check some of my stuff out too, if you like? I'm sure I'll have something you will like. MaybeThe View from up Here, for it is a similar format to this one, I suppose, lol. :)
Sun, March 17th, 2013 5:30amAuthor
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I'll take a gander :) thanks
Sat, March 16th, 2013 10:33pm