Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Hallucinations





The ghost of a smile
Lingers
Like the silvery wisps of smoke.

It's raining
Big drops of crystals
Away, mud and filth.

Berries
Wild, sweet and red
Trees that sway in the wind.

Hallucinations
False images and misplaced delight
Jumbled thoughts in my head.

P.S. What the heck am I talking about???

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