Liquorice Waves

Sweet black languid memories

wafting in restlessness

adrift and lingering

waiting to set myself free.


Drawn into this candid embrace

through a medically induced melancholy

to find auto-fragments shattered among the ether

like dust, discombobulated and still waiting


Plunged into inky pools of self-reflection

ever expanding and contracting

cursed by indecision

Still – the flame ever burns.

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