Saturday, November 8, 2014

The situation arises lightly*


The situation arises lightly*

A disturbance that cannot be kept in
Wiggle room side to side to begin
A depth cannot be submerged no more
The key found the lock to open the door
Ripples intensify to start to become waves
Something arising from an unconscious grave
A Soul* within ready to take its plight
Revealing to the surface, the depth from that light

Dom*Colucci 2014

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