The Spiritual Leech Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

The Spiritual Leech



Sometimes aloness pervades me
Like a soporific spleen.

It morphs me into
A never quite asleep Morpheus.

While Pasithea keeps me awake
Swirling hypnogogic dreams

Letting the therapeutics of blood
Act as sponging vampires

Trading death for life
Claiming spiritual illuminations

Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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