Worlds

where has the world swung

vanished quietly

into the cold outside

and inside

 

voices speak to yesterday

and wonder why

feelings hear tomorrow

yet refuse to die

 

the world seems to appear

a gaping wound

surrounded by gore

of all the years

 

a large yo yo

dangling

from a white beard

unwashed and tangled

 

another world swings in

on gollum’s hair

reeking of fish

and heat

 

 

it hits the wound

and rebounds

was that world real

or is this one?

 

 

6:40am

21st sept, ’11

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