Tracing the forest domicile

Tracing the forest domicile
away from a shadowy civilization.
A dark toiling earth,
bereft nobility and worth,
amend self-gratification.

Searing plains of adversity,
walls, ignorant, situate torn minds, once blissful.
Promise to appease,
a heavy avalanche of knees.
Thoughts in action turn choice deedful.

Yet still recede I to a cavernous mind,
meandering tunnels through questions too deep,
for beneath the surface, emptiness will seep.
Light shatters darkened forms to keep thee entwined.

Homely burrow, in a safe place.
A perfect sphere, a shell, awake. With perfect flaws,
unto fear unknown,
seeds hopefully sown;
ones dually fraught personal cause.






written early 2009, while outside the motor licensing department. Who knew applying for your drivers could be so inspiring:P