Locus Solus

The 'Soul' is a different entity ... ever far and alone. Doleful chamber of autopoiesis

Dissembled dark. I doubt he'll write,
That he's lost in a mirror,
The poets effulgent delight
Reflects always a dimmer...

... a dimmer sound, entailing sin,
In forms which once were breathless,
Havoc emerging from within,
Eventually exile, now faithless...

... now faithless dreams in flawless time,
Endless in lonely hours,
Dreaming of a dreadfull rhyme,
That 'we' would call now 'ours'.

© Copyright 2009 Lexylith Ium

Sunday, October 23, 2011