Awaking in Third Person Singular

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Awaking in Third Person Singular

Sticky Words
Seeking knowledge
Odd and Distant
Take Me
Too late
Why and How

Take it, take it away
This distance between us
This wall I’m surrounded with
All the lines and signs on the map

Make them disappear

Take it, take it all!
The power off my hands
The stammer off my mind
The essence off me

I want it all gone

Take me…Take me!
Before time dismantles me
Before I’m scattered
all over and above
Before I let myself down

Come, take everything.

AuthorD.A. Lori
2018-08-21T17:22:38+00:00 June 21st, 2014|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 96|0 Comments