#sadflowerquote
It seems my message in a bottle
washed up on a shore..
unread.
it’s nothing new,
I’ve danced this dance before.
It failed to reach the oceanbed..
Or some things are better left unsaid.
Some words are better left unspoken.
And when certain boundaries
are breached too soon..
The spell is broken..
A spell.. that never did exist.
A phantom.. hidden in the mist.
A psycho-social pareidolia.
A mytho-poetic echolalia.
The Devil’s gist.
The Ocean.
The Sun.