Kaziel dances.

Soothing systematic response.
Of breathing and sleeping.
The ticking of the relic.
The oracle of my keeping.

A voice calls from over 1000 miles away.
Telling me it's okay, it won't be long.
Till you are where you belong.

Not in the center, of riddles with no solution.
Away from the petals of rotten flowers.
Not sinking in the poison of relativity.

Where the only treatment is sacrifice.
Of which there is nothing to suffice, nothing to address.
The problems of errors genetically built into, the madness.

It covers them, the image.
Blindingly talking of who they thought they knew.
If only they saw... that they have no clue.

It's found.

Not in the center, of riddles with no solution.
Away from the petals of rotten flowers.
Not sinking in the poison of relativity.

Precipitate the overflow sustain.
Blurry senseless disdain, in my veins.
Precipitate the equivalent.
In movement of pain, in my brain wires.

Soon again, the removal.
Soothing systematic response.
Of breathing while she's sleeping.
The ticking of the relic, her heart angelic.
The oracle of my keeping, my dear is sleeping.

Pull back the nightmare covers.
It's time to wake up...

Not in the center, of riddles with no solution.
Away from the petals of rotten flowers.
Not sinking in the poison of relativity.

Reviews

[Legion]

I love the repitition of this stanza:

"Not in the center, of riddles with no solution.
Away from the petals of rotten flowers.
Not sinking in the poison of relativity. "

And it is a stanza worth noting as well. The whole poem feels surreal and emblamatic of problems within our conciousness as a species. A very interesting read and worthy of a re-read from time to time. Going in my favorites. Kudos to you.

[Gary H]

This is very good and certainly conveys feelings of missing someone. Bit confused at the end with the pull back the nightmare covers, it's time to wake up. In relation to much of the poem I had the impression that being awake and away from your desire creates pain and the thought of dreams with her would save you. Maybe I'm just thinking about myself here!

[Natalie C]

Lee this was such a nice piece. Loved how you are playing with little riddles and great metaphors, obviously reffering to that special person clearly missed

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

I may be off when I say it seems like this was written for a love one who is dearly missed. Very sweet write. Nicely done.

Rayne