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Flitting, flying
Never stopping.
Droplets of thoughts
Leak out my of consciousness.
Bombarded by every movement,
Every word, they draw
My ears, my eyes.
Trying to concentrate,
My mind wanders to
Everything and anything:
From the flash of a red butterfly passing,
To muffled conversation snippets
Floating around me.
Never standing still,
Fighting hard to stay in flight –
Its wings fluttering hard to support it all –
My mind staggers under the weight
Of all its perceptions.
- by amarantineyes |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/15/2008 |
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- Title: Butterfly
- Artist: amarantineyes
- Description: A poem that tries to express what it's like in my internal space.
- Date: 07/15/2008
- Tags: poem poetry monologue internal consciousness
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