Making a move with my own individual groove
taking the group and feeling them move
to show no fuzz to their freely liberating buzz
No smooth but freely entering the move
eviting the blouse out of the puff
making no move, pausing to stop
awakening something out of beyond the world and words
not making the blame or shame for someone else in the scene to exploit and explore their new awakening cells
mind is relaxed the chill has come out
About the Creator
Darkos
Human : painter, digital art maker, sound composer, poet, writer, qigong healer & trainer
The Voyeur's Incandescent Reasoning
The woman sat nonplussed, in the Waiting Room. In a sort of daze, looking straight ahead patiently. She had already had three small breakfast's that morning and a nip of sherry, this was not unusual she would typically wait until an hour after she took her anti-depressant and was her morning routine. She was merely following instructions she assured herself, shifted slightly in her seat and feeling a little heart burn thought, maybe she should skip lunch. Dom had said to have the task done this week. She was well used to his methods and desired to get this over and done with soon. She glanced at her watch, smiled weakly at the Receptionist who was there for a moment and then gone.
By Canuck Scriber L.Lachapelle Author6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Nice one
"not making the blame or shame for someone else in the scene to exploit and explore their new awakening cells " More people need to follow this. Loved your poem!