Broken Prose


Broken Prose

 

My friend,

you have blurred

the lines

between

reality and imagination

your

two worlds

now

bleed

into o

ne another

your

pleasure becomes pain

clarity to ambiguity

harmony turned disharmonious

symbols of peace transformed into dregs of war

how the scent of life….and hope

turned into the putrid smell of decay

end

what has been hopelessly

cracked

broken

…..inside of you?

……what

…..who

now

still dares….

to

call your name?

……what of your

dreams…..broken…..splintered

tears……

fears…..

how to look deep through your…..

front

would light

still be allowed

to filter

trickling

through countless broken prisms

 

oh, dear sweet dysfunction

 

Broken Prose10302014©Leonard C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved

https://leng64.wordpress.com/

 

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2 Responses to “Broken Prose”

  1. oh well…. it’s all a ride and as long as we stay buckled in and keep hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times 🙂

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