blurred out, fuzzy, clearly
no way out.
sharpened mind takes steady steps
as nervous steps become
more assured when the lines
reintegrate from airy views, perceptions
warped, distilled, turned solid
when lines become road, taking a breath
of toxic fumes, lungs absorb
miasma, the brain sees wonders
when the buzzing sound becomes like a whirlpool
a sandstorm threatening to hurl
one light body into an abyss
of darkness, then darkness came from within
lashed on to roads now vaporous
intertwining with integration
of fog, mist, poison, dreams
the steps are heard no longer
as wings sprout, a spurt of growth
transformation into something else
i am not sure what
into the light or darkness
this creature flings itself into.
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