Elysian Fields

by Breely   Dec 3, 2012

Illusions of euphoric tapestries,
Tainted by abnormalities,
I scream, strained by stitched failures,
Conceived by pregnant errors

Take me to the Elysian Fields,
Slice me up and I entice,
Nectar of fluid dreams,
Embroider me at the seams,

Condemn me to oblivion,
Needle, agleam and obsidian
Overtake the evanescence of my fantasies,
Threaded by my fallacies,

Give me, to stay astray
Weakened eyes never lay awake
For it is rapturous
And I am abstentious


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