Second installment in surrealist poetry
Surrealism #2
My meandering mind
melts the sky
Striping the night;
oil on canvas
The stars fluid melody
released
The world
rushes forth;
blending blurring
birthing memories
Dusk
falls apart;
purple petals
coalescing
I’m caught
beneath the shining
breaking waves
blacks
blues
bruising hues
all rushing to
enslave
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