Flip the camera
Heart seed, samara
Mental fruit and praise
Vintage grip and haze
Flash of hot lightning
Struck the glass sighting
Mirror fell and tripped
Jeans broke fall and ripped
Sheet cheeks, ghostly white
Taking a wild fright
Walls shook and blinked once
Goofy, silly dunce
Assimilation
Humiliation
Mirror embarrassed
Memories terrace
Gripped by messy space
A bead of blood race
Down furrowed forehead
Distraction instead?
Still embodiment
Grounded sentiment
Lyrics of "Exile"
Play in haunting style
Retreating habit
Reaching for jacket
Rise to flash again
Prize the work to win
Even plans awry
Press in, ever-try
~ ~ ~
Flipping camera
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (1)
Nice. Trippy