Close the eyes, fall back in the soft mattress
where you're momentarily lost, between breathing
and feeling, the edges of rustle creases silent
verse, of hymn and lyrics to the song that seems
appealing to the ears.
You're sleeping, aren't you? The limbs are on rest
but you're awake in the subway of consciousness,
You're floating, finally the never-ending story
continue further down.
a soft rhythmic tone grabs your hand, pulling hard
feel it, you're in the centre of extensive universe
where the epitome of (never) rest assured (never) mind,
Bewildered gazes hawking your glance.
What's a motion sensor for getting lost?
You're not seeking but feeling the amber eyes,
piercing your back, making holes in the gap
flames instigate the inner fire—
You're suddenly jerked back to reality.
— 11/03/2023
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