Electric Flashes Options

[Aphrodite]

In the quieting of    
night I sit in the company    
of demons pushing through  
my unmanageable mind...    
 
and like a vice,  
clutching my  
head fiercely    
to squeeze the unwanted    
debris consuming delicate  
space, I beg to discard the    
wildly persistent racket  
 
realizing,  
like terminal illness    
temporarily halting with    
diminutive hope,    
eventually it gnaws and gnaws,    
annihilating what was    
once unbroken.    
 
In moment's reflection  
my eyes fill with a reserve  
of hardened tears not shed  
from pitiless numbing,

then,
acquiescing    
transfixed by the blackness    
of ebony sprinkled with    
electric flashes,  
I become a lustrous  
shooting star,  
a shot in the dark  
then lost again.  
©Linda Balboni 2004