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Free verse № 59368

Phantom Space Adventure

Member since 2003 · Posted 5 Aug 2003 · 4 comments

Humid shadows hover, mirage like, over my skull as I feel the pull of magnetic energy surging through my pale ghosts skin. Pushing my arms forward, I begin my flight into a sky of ebony. The rain filled atmosphere clouds my usual clear perception of the stars as I attempt to ascend to mars. The winds flow pulls me back from space, and I feel the embrace of the reeling dusty tornado hurling me off course. Our planets gravitational force yanks my electric spirit back to the earth. I experience karmic rebirth into my agonizing mental cage; my prison of rage.

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4 comments

[4] <~> 5-Aug-03/7:27 AM Reply
jim! i'm done for! a cosmic thread has warped and wrapped me, worm-and-black holed me...i die, a red dwarf among yellow giants....

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[n/a] SupremeDreamer › <~> 5-Aug-03/3:48 PM Reply
cool. ;)
[7] richa 5-Aug-03/8:15 AM Reply
ghosts do not have skin,

other than that enjoyable enough, ending on a rhyming couplet is quite nice. Although again your 'prison of rage' belongs more in a pimple poem
[10] Garrett S Sexton 5-Aug-03/10:52 AM Reply
RAGE, LOVE. FUCKING!!!! 10