C r a s h . . .


All’s now folding
Re-arranging
In between spaces
The air is but floating
Out into the open
And it’s all refocusing
Across the bends
Darkness coming to
An abrupt end
Memories scrolling
Like on computer screens
Playing in digital melody
Breaking into a smile
For beautiful white
As wings of light
Come
C r a s h i n g
Through

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One Response to C r a s h . . .

  1. slpmartin says:

    I like the flow and pattern of the words in the poem and the mood they create.

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