Ariadne's String
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Dreams split wide/ Revealing
The blood of
delusions seeping through
My head light/ dizzy
A blood rush down
and away/ Seeking egress
Toes tapping against
imaginary dances
To the beat of a
long dead story
A string tied to a
rib/ Only
To be yanked
viciously
Follow on/ Or die
alone bleeding
Out from separation
anxiety/ Separation
From a rib that
turns out to be
More than a little
important
Once/ Or so the
story goes
Ariadne’s thread
glowed bright
Leading heart to
heart through
A labyrinthine
world/ Twists
And turns only to
lead right back to you
Always find my way
back to you
Once/ Or so the song
is sung
Until to ashes the
magic yarn
Fire-kissed twine
did turn
To reddish-copper
burnished
Sullen in the flames
of betrayal
Longer, stronger,
worthless now/ Leading
Off into a different
world’s timelines
A dull ache left
behind
Resounding/ with
failure/ with agony unending
Except in the dreams
of our dreamers
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