Domingo Sanitorium

[mtmynd]

*-Domingo Sanitorium-*
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reliving the past
thru dark glasses
place upon heads
filled with vacancies,
the view narrows
tightly, laser-like,
upsetting credentials
used for self-identifications.

the pot boils
rolling steam upwards-
ceiling high-
gravity non-existential
thru open emptiness,
the visions scarred,
the memory infused with
deacons joys - god survives
another assault,
peppered with doubt,
served with delicious manners
staving off the truth

U---N---T---I---L :

I realize that knowing
is just the beginning
of transparencies to come,
and purple litmus tests
divine my very soul
into triggers of thought
shooting blanks into my being.

escape pardons the villain
until caught by webs woven
thru egyptian corridors
vacuous in its own realms.

mtmynd

[the mingo]

[mnaz]

Escape pardons the villain...

Always. But then, there really is no "villain" to begin with...

Feliz Domingo amigo...

[revolutionR]

Nice to see your poem.