10.05.2013

Corner Of My Mind's Eye

Bad memories seem to be an omni-present
Shadow-spectre
Rolling and expanding like diesel exhaust spewing forth into the air
Stretched out 
wrinkled bent
Behind me
In front of me
Beside me
A waking dream
Precise
Vague
Defined
Obtuse
The velocity of my machine can not break the tectonic weight of the shadow-spectre
Traveling forward and nowhere 
Standing still
Trying to sever the shadow-spectres grasp
Flickering in an out with the hazy-dawn 
defined sharp atomic-white noon sunlight stretched out at orange-dusk 
stealthy stalking in the silver lunar-light
Shadow-spectres diabolic laughter cracks in my mind like peels of thunder
 mocking me
as she reappears and disappears with slithering serpent ease...
always in the corner of my minds eye 

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