The Eye of the Storm

Images and voices pulse outward

daisy-moon
copyright KW 2016

without rhythm

without pattern

they overlap and swirl

moving closer

further

pulling at every part of life

there is grief

madness

paralyzing numbness

urgency

But in the center,

there I am –

a pinpoint of light

fighting to flood

this dream

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