Pressing, darting fingers
A cool, cotton screen
It's thin––you might fall through
Pure, white linen, a scream
Just about to burst
Through the glass
To wait, patiently
Inside, I am fire
And smoke,
Breath forgotten,
Choked by black cloud
To tiptoe on a precipice
Clumsy in ballerina shoes
As the tips break,
Choked by darkness
And fall limply.
Curtsy.
And grin madly.
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The Book of Fantastical Confusion
Poetry"The most important thing, darling, is to live a fabulous life. As long as it's fabulous, I don't care how long it is." - Freddie Mercury Art, madness and poetry--whatever more could you need? Highest Rankings: #1 in poetry #1 in midnight thoughts #...
