Corridors

Mar 20 2008  | Views 68 |  Comments  (1)

Corridors elongating as
I pass each new threshold
of emotional triumph

Mask of tranquility defend
my Inner journey

My eyes are and arena
of dancing images and
left over outrages to give
them a cloudy dreamy look
they are no longer
shiny new pennies

Innocence is a game
I learned to play
oh so well

Mask of serenity
defend my inner fears

kittens don’t always land
on their feet
when still blind and
being hurled at the world

Obstacles are still obstacles
no matter what type of
blinders one wears

Thrusting concrete walls
and streets leading in
circles.
Echoing should haves
and if onlys
Hunt you this night and
every night

Mask of denial
defend me against
myself

Narrative prose of my life
runs madly through my
consciousness.Art imitates art
imitates life

I, me, myself
these are my experiences
this is my model
naked open wounded

This is my life imitating
no ones art but my own.

I is strong
me is weak
and Myself
Myself is hiding
behind I for protection

Mask of strength defend
me against
Myself

© Kelda Boydston., all rights reserved.

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