Overdose;
I came so close, to what we now know as Dark Matter,
my life was in a tatter, shredded dreams, no moonbeams ,
just hell, but not as we know it, my images and verses give an idea,
what I have encountered face to face, noses touching,
eyes staring, teeth grinding, fists clenched, knees nobble,
So I turn onto a blank page or canvas,
As I have bare witness, to what dwells,
At the back, underneath, encased within, the human mind,
Give it a face ! What’s in a name ?
Identity crisis ! All part of the game,
Life and death, hand in hand, fits like a glove,
bad situations demand, you look above, then realise,
this is just the beginning a test, not for best but for colour,
can you blend, because time and space there is no end.
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Overdose;
I came so close, to what we now know as Dark Matter,
my life was in a tatter, shredded dreams, no moonbeams ,
just hell, but not as we know it, my images and verses give an idea,
what I have encountered face to face, noses touching,
eyes staring, teeth grinding, fists clenched, knees nobble,
So I turn onto a blank page or canvas,
As I have bare witness, to what dwells,
At the back, underneath, encased within, the human mind,
Give it a face ! What’s in a name ?
Identity crisis ! All part of the game,
Life and death, hand in hand, fits like a glove,
bad situations demand, you look above, then realise,
this is just the beginning a test, not for best but for colour,
can you blend, because time and space there is no end.
Anthony Mc Gann.
14/5/24. 06.52.