Phantom Of The Mind Poem by Ballerina With Fins

Phantom Of The Mind



He took me to strawberry fields
and left me amongst the red dots
which left a harsh aftertaste on
my honeyed tongue.

We walked through the tall grass,
prickling my senses and covering
my wondered eyes.

The world was ridden with the musk of
hot-headed minds, heavy weary bodies
and dulled fantasy.

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