Stage fright.A Poem by dukovan
Spinning off the psilocybin into angel tangents
in every angled aspect, I narrowly escape. Getting ballsy on my birthday, putting out that flame, in spite of rage, on a focused stage. I swallow presence upon hours, upon minutes, then seconds. Emerald beauty devours my legs as I gaze down the yellow brick road. In my dreams, behind a stage, I narrowly escape, page after page, until I awake. A beam of light, a bead of sweat, rolling underneath my tongue, tasting everyone, I ever dared to love. © 2012 dukovanReviews
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