Detoxification

Purged sounds

Yet silent notes crash 

Through the head;

Recycled

out of emptiness

 

Purged still life

Yet reflections burn imprints

When eyes wide shut

Negatives

Dancing in dark spaces

 

Purged verses

Yet echoes ring untrue

Drumming rhythms

Of intense words

in muted conversations

 

Purged sweet lust

Yet senses reel backwards

And forwards

In stubborn illusion

 

Purged, never cleansed

Purged, never free

This detoxification is not for me

Reviews

[quinfinn]

superb piece of writing. well done!

[DrD]

The subtle innuendos of this writing captured me and I was surprised no one had reviewed it earlier. They should have, this is an example of excellence because the word selection and combinations are superb. Bravo!