Can’t Escape

(another piece written on 15. 09. 13 at Prairie Lights)


You can’t escape your mind

the rubble of the whirlwind that raged through your mind

You can’t escape your thoughts

the winding labyrinth spreading like a virus

sprouting everywhere like mushrooms,

rooted in the pregnant air of life

demanding you to make it through,

to uncover its secrets

since they can’t on their own

You can’t escape your dreams

soft, seemingly innocent

clouds of white-

are they white?

Is not white the compound of all colours,

all emotions,

all fears, dreams,


And don’t cloud sometimes pour rain?



They’re never just there

and they’re never gone

always watching,

ready to unleash their presence

whenever we start to believe

that they are only there to please the eyes.



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