The Black of My Mind

Kafka on the Shore
Total: 0 Average: 0

In the black of my mind,
I ride the waves and follow them
to the island in my hands.
An undercurrent, a melody of an unknown song,
an invisible rope pulling me along.
A shadow flutters and whispers,
guiding where to go,
telling me to follow
the unknown bluish glow.
Force taking grip, emerging from the sea,
A tidal wave waiting to rush into reality.

more by ANNA ELISE

Total: 0 Average: 0

You may also like...

Leave a Reply