Awake

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Tuned into the silent bloom

Of thought….. caught

Inside an act of noise

Inside the caress of the orchid

Inside the rejection of the hyacinth

Lovers’ insomnia, a midnight language

Speaks to us in a dead lip sync,

Which is a haunting by voice

A death that communicates

Where only shapes speak……ghosts

For they know us by our lives,……however…

The living isn’t allowed to know ghosts

For our fleshy hearts are tethered to a whirl

External to the internal and out again

Only to be knocked down in the midst

Of clocks, mistuned, marked by the soft grasp

Of the unsteady continuum, linear kissing

Perhaps that was our mistake…for

Cruel are the stars, planets are dumb

We are shots through blackness

Cylindrical tubes of blood and bone

protected by a thin celluloid

A playback of memories

All sleep vanishes

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16 Comments on “Awake

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  2. This one really flowed well for my heart. I will never again look at the single orchid in my kitchen window without thinking about love. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry and photography!

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  3. Elan, I always enjoy your creativity. And you are an inspiration just right for me this very day, more than two years later. Your original post was shared on my birthday. I wonder at how long you’ve been at this and how you trust the world with your gift. With thanks and care. Suzanne 😊❤️

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