Spurred by passion’s bad behavior

boredom’s savage

brutal savior.

Blood and bandage,

vulgar pride-

scrawled graffiti,

ruled and lined.

Scattered breadcrumbs 

dust the trail

a cloud with bursting billowed sails.

Enduring pain 

yet never feel;

Another abscessed wound to heal.

With ink and paper

veins we bleed

and travel naked,

onions peeled.

Glowing nacre,

solemn seeds-

a strand of pearls

drilled and reamed.

This shy and crooked 

grand adventure,

blends with nothing.

Fleeting pleasures,

Inches, meters dare not measure

Blistered, Sunburned-

sacred ground,

buried treasure

never found.


Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

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