This is the moment of desire.
It lives in the mind, this obsession.
It hunts and kills ideas, drives around
a dilapidated mansion like a stranger
in a new neighborhood.
Someone has turned on the lights.
I hear a noise, a harp maybe.
I encounter visions, dead birds,
subtle apparitions.
This is the moment of desire.
1 comment:
Isn't the desire a step to perdition?
Desire is a certain way to blow your mind out!!
Isn't it?
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