Brainwash

By Nolan

Fri, 17 Jul 2015

3 comments

The diamond studs in our souls
the golden fleece of our spirits

The darkest night
no star is bright

Running through the wood
like a sliver stream
like a golden beam

In front of the TV
you sit down for the feast

Myriads of myriads of myriads
of silver wires in your head
connected to the beast

Permalink Submitted by Nolan on Fri, 2015-07-17 19:26

This is typical of the delusions I had at a time. They are actually quite common &

Permalink Submitted by london_calling79 on Fri, 2015-07-17 21:55

There are some beautiful and unusual images in here. Lovely work.

Permalink Submitted by maisie on Sat, 2015-07-18 03:12

is the best bit, only you forgot the full stop at the end. The repeated 'like' is annoying. However I do like the strangeness of it. Please edit.

maisie Guess what? I'm still alive!