Folds of Reality Receding through a black hole. Intent to entwine in Neptune’s shine. A quick descent through the abysmal space. A dusky sky. Breathing artifacts from an ancient isle. Dancing bolts in a schism illuminate the electric prism. Melting folds of redundant reality. A plain of jubilant laughter And we tear away our eyes. And shoot for the pinball skies. And we call away our guides. And swim through the tepid tides. A tempest of bitter thought swept through the callous shade. Repelled by the will to defy the winter chill. Lost in the still time of a majestic dream. Forever bound by the clarion call.
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This is really quite a captivating poem. It has great expression, and use of words which give a kind of enchanting intensity. I had a real feel for it, and liked it a lot. Nice work.
