Submerged by Met_A_Morphosis

Met_A_Morphosis | Aug 1st, 2022 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

Submerged by the mind.

Cacophony of distant thoughts.

Submerged by the mind.
Cacophony of distant thoughts.

Syllables are broken whispers from the subconscious void.
There is a whirlpool to existence.
The hollow opening of lost voices.

A map of impulses.
The density of hallucinations.
The plague of doubt starving the masses.
When is the last time you thought of flight?
Indecision married your wings.
Chosen anchors come at a price.

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