Bend It White

Somnolence is arboring the ever-silent shell. Inside the gilded vaults the glare retreats before the water’s press, and azure planets spin the axes down to level pasture.

Bend it white – the light drips through the lens. Flesh glosses red. When eyes peer out of cabinents, alive. A humble ship could sail your body’s southbound hibernation. Floors of golden thread weave the messages, aligned by cosmic flux.

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About QuietMonolith

I was just a mild mannered young man living in Portland, OR, until one day....POOF! I turned into a crazy, nefarious, thieving, drug-crazed lunatic. I had lots of therapy and spent many months in hospitals and treatment facilities. Eventually, at the end of my rope, I decided to change everything. With the support of my family and friends, I have embarked on a quest to achieve optimum wellness. I am making radical changes in every part of my life, and in the way I approach the world in which I live. Follow my blog, The Wellness Quest, to experience what happens when a desperate addict takes hold of his destiny and devotes all his time and energy toward making a full recovery. I am also a writer and poet. Follow my blog, What We Left Behind in Crowded Rooms, to take a look at some of my recent poems.
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