Bubbled Pictures
Staring into silenceBubbled pictures
To demented one's delight
I suffer softly
As I bleed
Into this vortex.
Emptiness
It follows through in sequence
Watching you
And playing puppets
On command.
I need this current
Running through my veins
Discover needles
Playing in a haystack
I call life.
10-7-10
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