The Prologue Of Breath Poem by Kevin Patrick
The Prologue Of Breath
Heaven is Hell, upside down
Wherever you view it, will be your crown
Paint the jewels in a color
In amorphous arms, keep you in slumber
Awake to the dream; know it’s real
The taste of reality is always quite sour
The faithful laugh in ridicule
Pause unconcern: relief is for the medicinal
Above the sky sits the empty world of space
One day you’ll find it can be a very busy place
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4/24/2024 1:32:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I really enjoyed reading this. You offer some very interesting metaphors, beautiful work, as always.