in motion -------------------------------------------
a bird of blackest night
beats it's wings against my chest
fills me with restlessness
i feel i crave the end
absolution
my flesh aches
it drivers my mind uneasy
fills me with doubt
and pushes me to impulsivness
reckles moved by passion
and unthinking lust
well... you know I'm not the best at reciprocation... but thanks for the comment anyway.
this one??
Yeah, we both know we've seen better. I'm lost at the end of this one, and personally, I like powerful, rivetting work that leaves me KNOWING the conclusion to be drawn by the time I reach the end... though I am a deep thinker, art is created to flow, and in that sense, understanding the deep meaning to art is also supposed to flow... if it has to be forced it's incomplete.
this was really cool! in fact I rather liked the the bird metaphor. I just wish there was something one could do when one feels this way!
anyway, interesting piece, and I'll read more of yours..
Submission Name: in motion
