Monday, June 26, 2006

the Comet of Id. . . .


blue irridescence from indigo purple
it shines into magenta. . .

deep in my psyche
suddenly sapphire or ultramarine. . .

it glows in its pleasure of being released
into shimmering violet blue. . .

beautiful colors are throbbing
in my being but not in my seeing. . .

cobalt to cerulean intangibly calling
pulling me forward. . .

i sink to oblivion becoming bluelight
when forgetting myself. . .

lines composed on February 20,1992 Posted by Picasa

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