A Moment in Film

Surreal Automatism

When the tree trumps the cards of the almighty dream king, 

bubbles sway from the right corner of an everlasting concoction of minerals plunged from the inner depths of the sky

Seeking harmony without words, condoning mysterious whiskers might just not be the most depraved way of knocking on your neighbor's coffin

However, reflections beside worrying bees will not harness the spirit outside of the skullesque atmosphere of a movie

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Nicely written poem. Enjoyed reading