Summer Sluice

[psycosynthesis]

Minutes tick away
slow
dripping
down
my time
in
this
summer sluice.

Heartbeats and clockwork
and hot ashphalt assaults
my soles and I swim as if
awaiting results.

Like Prometheus chained
like Prometheus bound.

Except I'm swimming past the rocks
and my liver is intact (barely).

I'm still torn though, between
the shore and the infinite possibility
of an intact horizon.

Bourne away in slow
sedative summer.

 

[Samadhi]

I love the imagery that your words create. I also felt decidedly warmer while reading it, even though it's actually quite chilly here this morning.

Fantastic

 

[katmeow]

This is one of your best.

Fantastic imagery =)

 

[CHiLD-0F-THE-BEAT]

Minutes tick away
slow
dripping
down
my time
in
this
summer sluice.

^I love this first stanza. Great work.

 

[swilow]

Like Prometheus chained
like Prometheus bound.

Excellent. The first stanza is great, both visually and verbally.

 

[psycosynthesis]

Thanks ya'll!