Jeff's Poetry

morph

September 29, 2025 · Artifact

blurred out, fuzzy, clearly no way out. sharpened mind takes steady steps as nervous steps become more assured when the lines reintegrate from airy views, perceptions warped, distilled, turned solid when lines become road, taking a breath of toxic fumes, lungs absorb miasma, the brain sees wonders when the buzzing sound becomes like a whirlpool a sandstorm threatening to hurl one light body into an abyss of darkness, then darkness came from within lashed on to roads now vaporous intertwining with integration of fog, mist, poison, dreams the steps are heard no longer as wings sprout, a spurt of growth transformation into something else i am not sure what into the light or darkness this creature flings itself into.

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