Mother of Pearl

Trapped in perpetual irritation
Fleeting thoughts fuel anxious
Adrenalin soaked nightmares
Lost children, slow-motion escapes,
Dead-end alleys, dark
And darker
The mind dances nightly
Lurching and halting into dawn
Unable to form the write
Theories scratch the cortex
Nano-particles racing to surround
And smooth,
A nacreous encapsulation
Turning ugly memory
I am full of pearls now,
Choking instead of speaking
Slowly turning to stone…

1Sagefemme All Rights Reserved 2016

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