Friday, June 08, 2012

Atropa Belladonna

Drink down your dwale,
luminous ever dark eye.
Radiate in spiral aim
with light or word speak!
Touch again, breathe anew.
Startle me out my slumber,
give me a stumbling gait.
Spear my evolved self,
The watching one aware;
to bleed the dream; you.
Birth yet another world
for me, far from awareness.
Some faithful wild far,
from the infinite resign.
you or the dream of you

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