Tangles Of Leaves And Restless Nights Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Tangles Of Leaves And Restless Nights



sub-conscious with sub-conscious
reveling champagne in hand
dreams whirling round the dreamer
chance and probability
outdone:
outdone we humans
outdone our brain
however
though
I be a thinker:
the tangles are too fast, too deep
they dance
too deep they cut
into the white of brain
and the thin pencil lines of blood
seep through the convolutions of the brain
tangles of leaves and restless nights

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