DimA Poem by Jamie WilkinsonThinking about slow music and hazy lights.The heavy static hum that coats eardrums with listless hues of hazy neon lights, Muffled footsteps lulling you to sink in to a statically charged faux fur parka, Such warm, warm reverberating murmurs pulling the brainstem under thick mud, Downward into white peppermint perfumes lingering in an opaque atmosphere. © 2015 Jamie Wilkinson |
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Added on May 6, 2015 Last Updated on May 6, 2015 AuthorJamie WilkinsonMontreal, Quebec, CanadaAbout23 year old writer/poet from Montreal, Canada. more..Writing
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