Ceremonial Embers

close - your eyes

for a brief moment

give me - your hand

for a spell, a while

do you - feel my heart?

beating

do you - understand?

cerebral

do you - feel the same?

two minds, one soul?

or am I dreaming?

losing consciousness

dreaming and constantly searching

for the match to strike

to light the wick

and set the eternal fire

the neverending flame

the last one, the only one

to bring light to the darkness

to give meaning to the shiftings

in my head and heart

if they ever work together?

will they ever work together?

the two crowning jewels

duelling

duality

where is my sanity

my bleeding sanctimony

that spark of the match brings forth

the magic of quiet ceremonial embers

for a moment I wonder if a hypotenuse is a hypothesis

and what the antithesis is

dexterous pontification

till I need to protect the flame

to keep it alive

feed it oxygen

save it from water

the water rising above me

as I feel I'm drowning

drowning in a mixture of urine, saliva and I am not sure.

I can't...

I

can't

-

can I breathe?

with lungs coated

in ashes

of the bridges

I've burned in the past

fire out fire out

brief candle

but not before

not

before

I

-

I

...

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