Drabble Dabble

D5

I dreamt in several different worlds

after I rid the room of corners.

The whirl of past encounters

ebb and flowed

and then the storm took over the mind.

Transcendental plane,

shaken from the million lies I've told

Trying to reach for a time of innocence

but forever I've been soiled.

Before the push

of stuffing into the shell,

I was light;

Something more than words

and sensations,

An existence without communication.

No sleep

and the year is closing.

Holding all the energy spent

The warmth is gone

Coldness too.

From the distance

I smell the corpse flower in bloom.