Wednesday, November 24, 2010
I cannot count the facets of the dominant diamond; this bracelet has too many stones,
which are the real, where are the fake ones?
I cannot control the colours, I struggle
The light around submerges into this dimension and engulfs my oxygen
I forget the linearity of the rainbow.
Is this particular shine malfunctioning?
Does darkness interfere?
The bracelet tightens around the wrist.
Twenty-five deep slashes of my flesh, will they flash me out?
I cannot count the facets of the whole, my eyes are ravened,
the pain indorses,
where’s the neck?