State of Mind - At Least It's Still Rather Sublime

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

3rd in "State of Mind"

Yet another
And undoubtedly
Abstractity  of random nothingness
Seeping into my thoughts
Abruptly taking control
I never even fought
Just bled
And was content
Of being contempt
With this thought
As it does scream
And invades my dream
Like a feathered fiend
A gryphon and phoenix
And insane
Yet sublime
Calling my name
Screeches and claws
At my thoughts
As it gnaws
Away this blackened numbness
Such abstractity
Plaguing my mind
Yet benign
Like stopped time
But time does not exist
Not in this
Or any other aspect
Like a direct
Spear to my heat
This abstractity of random nothingness
Pulling my to such god damned bliss
Yes it has come to this
As I shut my mind
And try to find
A calmer place
This hot blood
Still running down my face
To the base
Of my very being
This sanguinary war
Of my conscience
I see this thing
Eating at me
But this time I cant scream
So I subside
And for a short eon or two
And merge a new
Only to find
This abstractity of random nothingness
Still plagues my mind
And as I slowly suffocate
I think
At least its still rather sublime.

Submitted: December 19, 2007

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